i gotmany thing to say...but i just don't know how or where should i start from...mmmm...
i thinki would like to start from family....
Daddy just got into an accident...somehow i'm the most guilty one....because i'm there with him...
It was Wed and i was rushing to my tuition (which i lways used to...) but i normally took bus with my friend...but that day i over-napped and so i need daddy to give me a trip to Sunway....
i was looking at my watch...hoping i won't be late...i think you will understand the feeling o being late...but luckily daddy managed to cutthejam...hoo-rey right...yeah..that is how i feel...because it means that i will be on the spot...hahaha....
A car from behind try to take-over daddy and SUDDENLY...he bang my daddy...i was tall enough to step on the floor to avoid falling down...but somehow i did fall down but i wasn' hurt that much...the second i saw daddy...he was in serious pain and i was very worried...i was stunned for awhile and shount "PA!!"... i went to him and tried to help himup...before i even touch daddy 2 guy cameto him and carried him...i pick up my daddy's tools and put it back in the tool box...
i seriously got no idea what should i do next...but the 1st people in my mind ismummy...so i quickly take outmy phone and called her...i can heard her worrying voice and so am i...daddy was bleeding seriously and dirt was all over his wounds...his shoulder,his waist, his hand,his elbow,his finger,his knee,his angkle and his toe...i think it should be better if he came to my tuition and wash it...but he refused...daddy want the guy (who bang us)to pay RM 100 medical fees...but he refused...he said 'NOT MY FAULT'....HELLO!!!...i know i don't know anything about traffic orwhatever...but i do know that he shold be responsible of whathe did...just say 'is not my fault' to push away his reponsibility huh....right...they are arguing with the medical fee that he should pay while a fire deep inside me is burning strongly....
Not long later...his friend(i think) came with a bike and ask wha happening...i don't know what he said (in tamil)but somehow i got a feeling hat he wasn't telling the truth...his friend start to helped him and say advised my dad to accept Rm 80....he keep saying that"pintu kereta saya juga rosak..saya juga nak repair kan...bukan salah akupun saya bayar youRm 80 sahaja...jika tak nak saya boleh ikut kamu jumpa polis..." he continuously said this for more than 3 times...the fire within me burn up to my brain and i start to argue back angrly saying " your car door is spoiled...my dad is injured...he is bleeding...is your car bleeding??" "ya,tapi bukan salah saya...saya nak repair juaga kan...mana saya ambil wang untuk repair..."he said.."your car need to repair...my bike no need is it?? what happen to your car...is a a bit kemek on the door what is so big deal of it??my dad is bleeding...you should know that medical fee is more than RM 100..." he got nothing to say back to me but he apologize to my dad...
My dad scared i will be late for class...so he choose to accepted the RM 80...he sit on the bike while i am wearing the helmat...his friend on the bike try to joke by saying "why don't you fetch your father...let him sit behind and you sit the front..." i was already angry of his friend and with what he said make me more useless.... i stared at him adn shouted "UNCLE!!! i wish that too...but i'm below 18....i din't know anything about motorbike...." he laughted and said something to the guy...
i was very upset...went i reach tuition center...i saw daddy's pain and his pain make my heart burn...i was very moody and i go to tuition...the second i enter the tuition door....water from above start to fall down and i just can't help why is it so....everyone starts to greet me but i just try to stay alone...some of my friends saw my eyes and nose turned red....and they start questioning me...i hide myself in one class without anyone and cry alone....but friends start to come in and ask why....but that time i only wish li teng is by my side...because she is my only trustable friend in tuition...the heads teacher know i was crying and tried to help me solve the problem...they called my mum and tell them i was crying....and ask for more information as soon as possible....
and so...she called and she told me that she can't find him...the head teacher comfort me and advise me to pray....i wash my face and i calm down myself...i pray to God for guidance and healing upon my daddy....and i go back to close....in the class i used to be one of the active one...but that day...i didn't make even i noise in the class....
as usual, i took bus back with a friend and i saw dadddy was okey...
Thank God for listening to my prayers....Thank God for being by my side....Thank God for guiding my daddy....Thank God for bleesing the whole family....Thank God for His heeling hand...Thank God for His grace towards us....Thank God for making daddy my dad...Thank You....
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