Assalamualaikum.
Aku masih ingat lagi macamana rasanya naik kereta atau motosikal dengan ayah aku. Macamana cara dia memandu, his attitude towards other drivers and people on the road.
Trust me, though sometimes he is filled with anger, he never forget to care about other people. No matter how late he is, how he is fighting racing against the time, he always drive safely. To make sure that we are safe; not only our family, but everyone else on the road.
for him, it's better to be late than sorry. we're okay; whenever he just stay on the left side of the road; not wanting to cut cross another car. though sometimes we just want him to speed up a little, but we understand. and its okay.
whenever we're driving at night, he makes sure that the lights are on, and properly adjusted to not disturb the up coming cars and drivers in front. he'll say "malam-malam jangan pasang lampu tinggi. silau. bahaya pada driver lain". and we shall have our informal driving etiquette lesson there.
He never forget to turn on the signal whenever he tries to turn to another side of the road. But whenever he accidentally forget to; which is very infrequent, he would spontaneously says "terlupa nak bagi signal. nasib baik takda kereta kat belakang/nasib baik tak jadi apa-apa..".
if a motorcyclist rides crazily on the road feeling valentino rossi, he tries his best to protect that cyclist to not bump into him. to make sure that that guy, that stranger is safe too. he cares about them. when its rain, he'll be extra careful. especially when there is a sight of motorcyclist. you wanna know why? because he knows how does it feel to ride a motorcycle in a rain. soak in wet, that slippery road with potholes here and there, some stupid drivers which all are damn dangerous to them. he knows and he cares..
but you know, my father did tell me this. no matter how good we drive, how we tried so hard to ride/drive safely, someone irresponsible could always hit you and knock you down. there is.
this is entirely true when my father got hit by cars for how many times i don't know because he never always tell us everything that happened to him. he just dont want any of us to get so worried about him. As far as i know, he might've been hit 4 times when he rides a motorcycle. be it with my mother or just him alone.
you know that feeling when YOUR PARENTS got hit by somebody? you just cant stay calm. you just cant. thousands of thoughts would fill your mind and you just cant help to get worried. you cant help it.
the first accident that i know is when i was in form 1. i was at home at that time alone because it was the first week of ramadhan while my brother and sister were with the babysitter. nenek called me informing me that my parents got into an accident; hit by a car that morning when my father was riding my mother to work. a car hit them from the back near the petronas station in jalan ulu klang (i supposed) near by the junction to UIAM Gombak campus.
following that accident my mother was unconscious i dont know maybe a day or two? she was admitted to hospital selayang and then transferred to Gleneagles Hospital when her colleagues arrived seeing that her condition was not good. no proper treatment was given except the stitches on the side of her right eye(temple) and she was left on the bed soaked with her own blood since 8 am till 4 pm. My father was in a better condition, he was conscious but with some injuries on his face, knees and hands. That night when he got home, he looked terrible. His face was swollen with some black areas and he couldnt even talked and move his hands properly. when i asked him is there anything that i could help, he shooked his head and trying to speak as loud as he can asking me to just go to sleep. he cleaned his cuts but himself, putting the medications on his own. he didnt allow any of us to help.
the next afternoon, he drove us to ampang, visiting my mother and later that evening to Gombak police station lodging a police report regarding the accident. He's in pain, but he had to. His friend; pak cik aziz came and escorted us all the way from ampang till selayang, watching my father drove us. on the next day, we did the same thing and my mother had to undergo a surgery because her face was swollen badly, even some people couldn't recognized her. There was a piece of her broken glasses inside her temple which the previous hospital failed to identify.
what's more terrifying was when the police officer informed us that the area where the accident took place is a 'black area'; a famous spot where many fatal accidents have occurred. We were lucky enough because there were witnesses who helped my parents(carrying my parents to the side of the road since they were unconscious) and fortunately there were police patrolling that area. Alhamdulillah..
that's the first.
the second and the third one, i didn't know it at the same day of the accident. both happened when i was in my high school years in kuantan. i accidentally came to know it when my siblings or my mother accidentally slipped it during our conversation, months later. Seemed like everybody just know it but me. When i asked, they said "saja tak nak bagi kau risau". hmm..
and this the forth one, i just knew it today; by sms. My father told me that he's home, got 2 days leave because he's not feeling so well. fyi, my father doesn't always on a leave unless if he has a prolonged fever until it's hard for him to get up. and then only he'll see a doctor and get an MC. so when he told me that he's on leave, it must be something serious. i asked him and it took him a while to reply. he said, he got into an accident last monday(6th of may) at 9pm(malaysia) in front of the IJN Jalan Tun Razak. it was raining, he must had been waiting for the rain to stop somewhere because he sms-ed me at 7pm(malaysia) that it was raining heavily. a car hit him from the back and it caused him some injuries on his hands, legs and back. My mother wasn't with him, she's at home on a-day leave after the election. at 11pm that night he sms-ed me again that he just got home, wet. not even a slight information that he has just got into an accident. He repeated "jangan risau tentang ayah" two times!
i'm not sure whether my sister in negeri sembilan knows about this. surely, i'm not gonna tell her anytime soon. if i would, it might be some other time next week or until she tells me first. i'm sure she'll cry far more worse than me.
you know, at time like this, it makes me think that it was such a stupid decision to even wanting to come here(egypt), for six years some more.
i cry as i write this. i'm not looking for any sympathy, nor donations. i just want to tell you my story.
i want you to know that whenever you are on the road, holding the steering, or on a bike, or even as a passenger, please do not forget to care about other people who are on the road too. put yourself in my situation, be in my shoe, how do i feel? and how would you feel?
don't let yourself to be the cause for other people to be put in this grave circumstances. people might hate you or even curse you for 'accidentally' doing this to them.
you are unintentionally being careless and selfish, yet someone else has to take the consequences. this is unfair and cruel at the same time.
* please pray for our safety anytime, anywhere and that everything will be fine. Amiinn..
Aku masih ingat lagi macamana rasanya naik kereta atau motosikal dengan ayah aku. Macamana cara dia memandu, his attitude towards other drivers and people on the road.
Trust me, though sometimes he is filled with anger, he never forget to care about other people. No matter how late he is, how he is fighting racing against the time, he always drive safely. To make sure that we are safe; not only our family, but everyone else on the road.
for him, it's better to be late than sorry. we're okay; whenever he just stay on the left side of the road; not wanting to cut cross another car. though sometimes we just want him to speed up a little, but we understand. and its okay.
whenever we're driving at night, he makes sure that the lights are on, and properly adjusted to not disturb the up coming cars and drivers in front. he'll say "malam-malam jangan pasang lampu tinggi. silau. bahaya pada driver lain". and we shall have our informal driving etiquette lesson there.
He never forget to turn on the signal whenever he tries to turn to another side of the road. But whenever he accidentally forget to; which is very infrequent, he would spontaneously says "terlupa nak bagi signal. nasib baik takda kereta kat belakang/nasib baik tak jadi apa-apa..".
if a motorcyclist rides crazily on the road feeling valentino rossi, he tries his best to protect that cyclist to not bump into him. to make sure that that guy, that stranger is safe too. he cares about them. when its rain, he'll be extra careful. especially when there is a sight of motorcyclist. you wanna know why? because he knows how does it feel to ride a motorcycle in a rain. soak in wet, that slippery road with potholes here and there, some stupid drivers which all are damn dangerous to them. he knows and he cares..
but you know, my father did tell me this. no matter how good we drive, how we tried so hard to ride/drive safely, someone irresponsible could always hit you and knock you down. there is.
this is entirely true when my father got hit by cars for how many times i don't know because he never always tell us everything that happened to him. he just dont want any of us to get so worried about him. As far as i know, he might've been hit 4 times when he rides a motorcycle. be it with my mother or just him alone.
you know that feeling when YOUR PARENTS got hit by somebody? you just cant stay calm. you just cant. thousands of thoughts would fill your mind and you just cant help to get worried. you cant help it.
the first accident that i know is when i was in form 1. i was at home at that time alone because it was the first week of ramadhan while my brother and sister were with the babysitter. nenek called me informing me that my parents got into an accident; hit by a car that morning when my father was riding my mother to work. a car hit them from the back near the petronas station in jalan ulu klang (i supposed) near by the junction to UIAM Gombak campus.
following that accident my mother was unconscious i dont know maybe a day or two? she was admitted to hospital selayang and then transferred to Gleneagles Hospital when her colleagues arrived seeing that her condition was not good. no proper treatment was given except the stitches on the side of her right eye(temple) and she was left on the bed soaked with her own blood since 8 am till 4 pm. My father was in a better condition, he was conscious but with some injuries on his face, knees and hands. That night when he got home, he looked terrible. His face was swollen with some black areas and he couldnt even talked and move his hands properly. when i asked him is there anything that i could help, he shooked his head and trying to speak as loud as he can asking me to just go to sleep. he cleaned his cuts but himself, putting the medications on his own. he didnt allow any of us to help.
the next afternoon, he drove us to ampang, visiting my mother and later that evening to Gombak police station lodging a police report regarding the accident. He's in pain, but he had to. His friend; pak cik aziz came and escorted us all the way from ampang till selayang, watching my father drove us. on the next day, we did the same thing and my mother had to undergo a surgery because her face was swollen badly, even some people couldn't recognized her. There was a piece of her broken glasses inside her temple which the previous hospital failed to identify.
what's more terrifying was when the police officer informed us that the area where the accident took place is a 'black area'; a famous spot where many fatal accidents have occurred. We were lucky enough because there were witnesses who helped my parents(carrying my parents to the side of the road since they were unconscious) and fortunately there were police patrolling that area. Alhamdulillah..
that's the first.
the second and the third one, i didn't know it at the same day of the accident. both happened when i was in my high school years in kuantan. i accidentally came to know it when my siblings or my mother accidentally slipped it during our conversation, months later. Seemed like everybody just know it but me. When i asked, they said "saja tak nak bagi kau risau". hmm..
and this the forth one, i just knew it today; by sms. My father told me that he's home, got 2 days leave because he's not feeling so well. fyi, my father doesn't always on a leave unless if he has a prolonged fever until it's hard for him to get up. and then only he'll see a doctor and get an MC. so when he told me that he's on leave, it must be something serious. i asked him and it took him a while to reply. he said, he got into an accident last monday(6th of may) at 9pm(malaysia) in front of the IJN Jalan Tun Razak. it was raining, he must had been waiting for the rain to stop somewhere because he sms-ed me at 7pm(malaysia) that it was raining heavily. a car hit him from the back and it caused him some injuries on his hands, legs and back. My mother wasn't with him, she's at home on a-day leave after the election. at 11pm that night he sms-ed me again that he just got home, wet. not even a slight information that he has just got into an accident. He repeated "jangan risau tentang ayah" two times!
i'm not sure whether my sister in negeri sembilan knows about this. surely, i'm not gonna tell her anytime soon. if i would, it might be some other time next week or until she tells me first. i'm sure she'll cry far more worse than me.
you know, at time like this, it makes me think that it was such a stupid decision to even wanting to come here(egypt), for six years some more.
i cry as i write this. i'm not looking for any sympathy, nor donations. i just want to tell you my story.
i want you to know that whenever you are on the road, holding the steering, or on a bike, or even as a passenger, please do not forget to care about other people who are on the road too. put yourself in my situation, be in my shoe, how do i feel? and how would you feel?
don't let yourself to be the cause for other people to be put in this grave circumstances. people might hate you or even curse you for 'accidentally' doing this to them.
you are unintentionally being careless and selfish, yet someone else has to take the consequences. this is unfair and cruel at the same time.
* please pray for our safety anytime, anywhere and that everything will be fine. Amiinn..
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