Dad got into a road accident! :’(

OMG. I CAN’T TALK NOW )’:

edit: 9:o3 PM

Okay, I’ve cooled down abit and here I am to blog about what happened. I was using the computer when suddenly someone came ringing the doorbell for a million times. Well of course, I got sooo annoyed and opened the door violently. I was about to shout, “NO ONE’S AT HOME!” because I thought it was a salesman but I saw my 6th-floor-neighbour standing there with a panic look on her face. And she told me that my dad got into a road accident at the junction near the church that’s near my house. I didn’t say anything cause I got soooo speechless and I ran to the phone to call my mum. But my mum’s number was busy, most probably because alot of people were trying to reach her as well.

I ran to the scene and when I caught a glimpse of the accident from far, my blood sugar went down rapidly (I have low blood sugar just so you know) and I started trembling and I ran as fast as I could. I pushed through the crowd and shouted “Papa!” because I was just so shocked to see my dad lying on the road with wounds and bleedings. His shirt was torn and he had a big wound on the side of his heel. He was slightly unconscious as he only answers a few questions and closed his eyes often now and then. His left arm and right leg were numb. I am so lucky and thankful that the people in my neighbourhood are very nice. An aunty was trying to clean the wound while a young lady used her bag to use it to rest my dad’s head. But the aunty was supposed to apply pressure to the wound to stop the bleeding but instead she kept on pouring water on it and dabbing it with tissue. I only managed to say “What the fuck is she doing?” because you NEVER know what’s in the water (bacteria, etc.) but I kept quiet after that because I thought that that was better than nothing. I used my lap to rest his head after that. I really didn’t know what to say or do as I watch the rest calling my dad “Selamat” (its SALUMAT, actually) and asking him if he’s okay, etc. I was also glad that my brother wasn’t out yet at that time and he also came down.

The accident: My dad was about to turn at the junction when a taxi came and hit him, causing him to flung out of his motorbike. I guess he couldn’t see him or something but I really have to say that the taxi driver is fucking stupid to NOT see him and hit him. Or maybe he just couldn’t wait to get his turn. And the most stupidest thing about this old chap? He relek one corner  (didn’t do anything) while everybody was tryna help out and stuff. Grrrr! Damn was I pissed.

And the aunty (the one that cleaned my dad’s wound) was a kanchiong lady and kept on talking and talking and ordering people around. All of us got pretty annoyed and I felt like slapping her face but when my mum came and cried she hugged and consoled my mum so she was atleast useful, right? And they told me to carry some stuff home first and she was like “Be careful okay watch out if there are people following you… blablabla” Hmph. So she thinks I’m 6 years old or something. FINE THEN.

So I went home while my brother settled some stuff with the police.

And now, dad’s home, with my aunt and uncle and my mum. They’re talking in the dining room and you know what got me SOOOOOOOOO MAD!?!?!?!

THE TAXI DRIVER SAID THAT MY DAD WAS SPEEDING! HE SAID MY DAD WAS SPEEDING! What a STUPID EXCUSE! I KNOW MY DAD WASN’T SPEEDING! My dad is a very good driver. Ask my boyfriend! He didn’t see us walking together on a pathway the other day because he was concentrating on the road. He always does! I fucking hate him! I hope the cab company will get cursed or something and their business will be bad. I hope the taxi driver will be thrown outta the job! I hope his family will all die!

This is how the stupid cab looks like. DO NOT TAKE THIS CAB I TELL YA. DO NOT TAKE THIS CAB!

My dad is a strong man and I love him <3 In fact, he's laughing while talking to the rest now Alhamdullilah.