the day i almost died......literally.

so raya morning was perfect...
for me and alia....we had had fun, saw all our cousins... had a blast! we took a lot of pictures
earlier that day i told alia. how i was worried about chino (the cat)
so........ we made a "doomed to fail" scheme on how to go visit chino @ mama's house (in OUG)
we decided to borrow uncle mamats motocycle n zoom of to oug, feed chino, and zoom back. unnoticed, telling tok we just going to 7eleven for something, n telling aunty sab we were borrowing the bike for a few minutes. and telling only mama the true nature of our cause. we set off.

unfortunately......about half a mile away to our target destination...i heard something fall...thinking it was alias phone or something like that i asked alia "wat was that??", alia turned to look and by the time we both realised it we had lost control of the bike n hit the curb. I screamed as alia fell head first onto the sidewalk....and as we skided by the roadside.. i got up immediately not wanting to get runover by any cars behind us.. luckily for us the road wasnt busy, as alia was lying on the ground pinned under the bike i was scared shitless. unbelieving that we had fallen. A car stopped and these dude helped us carry the bike off alia. i idnt realise i was bleeding until i saw that alia was. Her face was grazed badly and blood was gushing from her arm and dripping from her fingers. it was then i realised how much i was hurting. i had blood all over my jeans and my shirt was ripped. My whole left arm felt like it was on fire. A police car saw us by the road n offered to send us to the clinic. so we got into the patrol car and left the bike by the road.

in the police car, one of the policemen asked whether he should call our parents. and thats when alia looked at me n sed. "we are so dead" and that we were.... at the clinic i broke down... the pain was getting to me.... an the realisation that everybody is goona find out we lied....
also crying for relief that nothing worst happened....like we didnt die!
at least we got the undeserving chance to go home n appologize to everyone :(
then, mama came. i didnt even look i saw her shoes n started crying. then she cried too.
then i started crying more cuz i was thinking about nia... how if i had died, he wouldnt even know. cuz i forgot to tell him i was going out. n that if the worst had happened i wouldnt have the chance to tell him how much i loved him, or even to say goodbye, just the thought if that was killing me inside. but at least the fact that i didnt die, and would b able to see him again made the pain barely barable....later after we had been cleaned up, uncle rahim brought us home....where everyone was still happily raya-ing until they saw us. bloody, and with torn clothing. so we went straight upstairs. while one by one of my family members came to say how stupid we were... which we very well deserve i suppose. the worst was when tok came in. and said nothing. the minute i saw her i broke down again..... all this trouble for nothing. we mintak ampun to tok. n she forgave us. in the spirit of raya n all but we knew she was hurt... and also she saw we were in a lot of pain. so i guess its punishment enuff...so my raya is over.

today(2nd raya), mama went to the house to check up on chino. she was still alive n happy, unlike us, mama fed her and now she is ok.. unlike us. and to think if we hadnt felt sorry for chino, and hadnt bothered to go n see her. we would have been at come eating lots of rendang and taking raya naps. and getting fat, instead, we are in shitloads of pain. our raya is destroyed. we cant go out... let alone move a lot and to top that we have to pay 150 bucks to repair uncle mamats motocycle. i dread uncle mamats coming home (he's in L.A at the momment).....

the pain isnt over yet. but we learnt our lesson, yes we did.

the hard way.

but then again, could have been worst.

before idiotic judgement.

me


alia


us

after idiotic judgement.





me




alia

ME