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The time was 5:30 AM. The sky was pitch black.

I was dri­ving on the North South Express­way together with my mom and 3 other younger broth­ers and sister.

We had to reach Bidor by 7 AM to meet up with other fam­ily mem­bers to visit our ances­tors’ graves.

It was dark. The only light source on the road was the light from my car’s headlamps.

Sud­denly, I saw a shadow in the mid­dle of the road. It was a man stand­ing not far away wav­ing his both hands at me.

I slow down and stop my car by the road­side. I rolled down the pas­sen­ger seat’s win­dow and the man came nearer.

“Bang, boleh tolongkah bang…” he was an Indian guy ask­ing for help. He pointed some­where not far away and there was his motor­cy­cle, still stand­ing, and another guy lying on the floor.

I drove nearer and it looks like the acci­dent just hap­pened not long ago. The guy lying on the floor had his entire right arm’s mus­cle split off and there was blood everywhere.

“Sudah pang­gil ambu­lance?” I asked.

“Baru acci­dent sajalah bang,” he replied.

So I took out my phone and called Plusline to ask for help (it’s 1800–88-0000, just in case you didn’t know).

“Sela­mat pagi encik. Apa saya boleh bantu?” A guy answered the phone.

“Sela­mat pagi, sini ada satu acci­dent dekat km 225 ke arah sela­tan. Boleh han­tar ban­tuan dan ambulance?”

The guy made some arrange­ments over the phone and hung up.

“I sudah pang­gil ban­tuan, you tungu seke­jap ya,” I told that Indian guy.

“Tolonglah bang, sila tolonglah, kita semua orang Malaysia kan?”

His hands (with blood) already half entered the car through the window.

“Ya ya I sudah pang­gil ambu­lance, you tunggu sekejap.”

“Tolonglah, dia tu san­gat sakit tau, you mesti kena tolonglah, 1Malaysia kan?”

Wow! 1Malaysia some more! I really didn’t know what he was expect­ing me to do.

“I tak boleh buat apa-apa lagi. I sudah pang­gil ambu­lance, nanti ambu­lance akan datang.”

I turned around and asked my mom, “should we go down to take a look?” My mom said we should leave because there’s noth­ing more we could do plus we were rush­ing time.

So I told the guy to hang in there and slowly drove off while see­ing him get­ting fur­ther and fur­ther away and finally dis­ap­peared in the rear mirror.

Okay, I pity him really. He might be in great trauma. But you should know why none of us went down to help. Firstly, it could be a trap. They get us down the car before they rob us or some­thing. Sec­ondly, I really didn’t know what else to do other than call­ing for ambulance.

But one thing I must tell you that the blood and wound don’t look fake. If they were fake, they could sim­ply beat those pro­fes­sional makeup artists in Hollywood.

If you were in this sit­u­a­tion, what would you do? Go down to help (for the name of 1Malaysia) or stay in the car, or maybe just drive away don’t stop at all?


This post is about Life

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CommentNo. 1

Ervin Ter28 March 201010:59 PM

Of coz dont go down no mat­ter any­how. You already very good will­ing to phone to help him. If I were you, I wont stop my car at all.

CommentNo. 2

Ted28 March 201011:50 PM

it may look self­ish but it’s for ure own safety and inter­est and what you did was right at that time. so no wor­ries, you did make a difference!

CommentNo. 3

Swee Ping29 March 20101:11 AM

my first instinct? stop and help.

but for safety rea­son, i may be self­ish and lis­ten to the brain: call for help but remain in my car. espe­cially if im alone.

CommentNo. 4

smashpOp29 March 201010:52 AM

i would do the same as u. stay in the car. call ambulance

CommentNo. 5

wong29 March 201011:10 PM

Noth­ing you can do… Cor­rect! The call is the only thing.

I encoun­tered thing like this also, but we drove the taxi dri­ver to police sta­tion in the end, hap­pen in putra­jaya high­way at around 2am.

I’m sure the Indian is dis­s­a­pointed at you and at 1Malaysia also. LOL!

Well, he might be in trauma already, since keep say­ing tolong instead of, how to tolong…

CommentNo. 6

Clive31 March 201012:56 PM

yeah u did the right deci­sion, if not the end­ing of this post will be different.

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