Incoercible LoVe

 

Story of my own 2

 

This is again… Not NOT A TRUE STORY

It's Not Completely fictional…

 

Read it.. till the end.

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5 days after the accident….

 

Well, Kuen's back at home now.

 

She knows she has to face everyone again.

Her mum, her dad…

She feels even more guilty when her parents smile and talk to her.

 

Yup, the quotation of the damaged car has been sent to my house.

" this is the quotation of the Wira" says mum to dad.

"owh, is it? Let me see.. Wow, it costs about 3K? I only expect 1K"

" 1K? you know how damage is the car? The front bonnet all smashed, the water tangki is damaged, all the left and right front light all smashed, back seat has came out due to the momentum of the car crash.." says mum confidently to dad.

"Mmm.. but all these spare part is from Taiwan or? Cuz if it's from Taiwan, it will be cheaper."

"then, you go to the workshop with me 2mr and talk to the mechanic? Or you can suggest the mechanic to get some second hand spare part instead of the new parts." Says mum

Mum adds : " since it needs 3K, why not ask the mechanic to buy the car, and we change another new car? Cuz the Wira only worth 5K in the market. It's more worth to buy a new second hand car. Right?"

" Mmm…. We'll see the car's condition 2mr and ask about the price."

 

Well, the conversation ends, as they need to fetch LC Tan and friends to the bus stop.

 

Kuen feels guilty, I feel guilty.

I think they feel good and satisfied to see me survived the car crash. They judge it through the level of damage of the car.

Seriously, if I were the outsider, watching the car's condition, I'll assume that they driver is injured or dead.

 

4 days after the accident. The scene still plays in my mind. The sound of the crash, the feeling of being scared, and the miracle that made me survived.

 

Anyhow, I try not to leave my house a step.

My colleague has an open house 2mr night. I don't feel like going anymore.

Plus, dad is also having an open house 2mr , he'd invited his friends.

So, as the only children at home, I think it's my responsibility to stay at home and serve the guests together with my mum?

 

" mummy, I am sorry.."

Is something I dare not say to her.

 

I seriously feel very sorry.

I wanted to be a hedonist, but I couldn't help myself to be someone who dare not speak her mind.

 

Incoercible love..

 

I still cannot wait to know how's the car I smashed.

 

 

I still cannot imagine if I died last Monday.

Where would I be?

A wandering soul?

Or an angel in the Heaven?

Or a devil in the HELL?

 

… …

 

For now,

I lived to say "I miss you" everyday.

I lived to say " Thank God I'm alive".

I lived to see Raey, Rae, Song, and AL… once again.

 

Can you feel how meaningful it is to me?

Can you feel it?

 

Can you feel How grateful I am to survive the car crash?

 

Life is too short to be sad and have doubts about things you are capable of.

 

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Another Fiction.

Enjoy. J