I’ll never forget what
happened 3 weeks ago. I was taking a course at Kemang Pratama and the subject
is math and I finished at 6pm. Usually my mom will get me on time but it didn’t
happen. So I asked my friend to stay with me while I was waiting my mom to pick
me up. We chatted about anything that usually boys do. Not long for that, I saw
a car that exactly the same with my mom’s car. So I took my bag and ran to that
car.
When I was trying to open the door,
It was locked and I knocked the glass asked to open the door. And I saw inside the car there was a woman
without hijab and tried to lock the door and she like to tell me she’s not like
I thought. After that I realized that she wasn’t my mom and my hand felt cold and like want to
explode. My hands started to freezing when I was releasing my hand from the car
dool. I quickly ran away from that car as fast as I could, maybe faster that
speed of light. My friend told me to hide in back his motorcycle and I followed
his advice.
I can’t forget that incidentand it
still in my mind. I feels like stealing a car in GTA. And now I always check
the police number before I entering a car. So, I have a phobia and I call it “entering
wrong car phobia”. That was very embarrassing moment. Now best quote of Gamal “Whoever
you are, do not entering a car without checking the police number first !”
