SATURDAY, april 7, 2012. . In Tanah Tinggi. I drive motorcycle. I want to rent room. I fail come early time to repair motor cycle. The staff of workshop suggest on next Monday, April 9, 2012. I back to home. In Tanah Tinggi, Irun slowly my motorcycle because have police of sleep polisi tidur). When I slow, I feel there are something that oush me from back. "What happen?" I ask in my hear. I stop at margin. In reality, the bajaj touch my mootor cycle. I see the driver. He see me. "Be carefully, see the other peole. Must not hit (tabrak)," I say while see him. I'm angry. "Sory, sir," he says. "Sorry, sir, we hurry up to doctor,' the passenger says. "Please go on, sir," he passenger and the other people says. They run. I go on to home.
I remember on Friday, April 6, 2012. I angry to motorcyclist because he almost hit (tabrak) me. His motor cycle hit a biker that run between (among) us. The bike no angry. I angry because he give afraid and worry to me. If no biker, certainly he hit (tabrak) me. He bring gallon of water. "Be carefully," I say." Sorry, my motor cycle broken of brake (rem). "Brock (bangsat) you are. You dare drive motor cycle that broken of brake," I say. I continue my journey to church.
On Friday, April 6, 2012 and Sunday, April 8, 2012. I hitchhike (membonceng) Mr. Andy to church. I'm not very smooth to hitchhike (membonceng) the other people. During Easter, Mr. Andy sleep in my room. He is my easter of guest. My room not very tidy up. We try to enjoy the condition.
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