february 2011. .
my abah said"abg mari ikot ba balek klntn",but no response from me. .
after 30 minutes ring,ring,ring my abah call"abg jom la blek klntan tman abah"..
as a good son i had followed him to go to the kelantan, ,
when i was packing my bags i feel something will happen to us during the journey to kelantan. .
but i don't care,it just a feeling. .
sharp at 7.00 p.m..my father and i start the journey..
my father ask me to do jama' ta'hir at perhentian titiwangsa,,
from my house to grik i drive my car,,
after that my father change with me,,
so from grik to kelantan my father drive,,,
when we all arive at perhentian i had went to toilet alone..
suddenly,someone knock my toilet's door...
i don't think about it,,maybe my father,,when i walk out from the toilet nobody outside the toilet..
so i run to my car,but i don't tell to my father..
my father ask me to sleep in car because we can't continue our journey..
sharp at 5:45 a.m"Allahuakhbar,Allahuakhbar"i wake up and pray subuh prayer,,then my father and i continue our journey to kelantan,,
usually my father will wait until the last doa with imam,,but at the day my father don't wait and we go out to continue the journey,,
during the journey ,when my father and i arrive at lubuk setor at rantau panjang,,my car lost control nothing my father can do just pray to Allah..
my car upside down and it crashed telekom pole...
i had thank to Allah because nothing happen to my father and i..
its only cut and brushes,,
Alhamdulillah,nothing happen to my father,,
the freak is i can feel the accident will happen to me,,i think thats all,,
