Here the simple and a bit silly story.
At this morning, i woke up earlier (seriously i could make it) and i had intention to come up at office at 10 in the morning. This will is being strengthened since it is a part of my 2012 resolution: no late for office hour so it will be no cut for my salary #LOLeveryone. Then, in brief, i left home at 9 a.m. hopefully that i can take TransJakarta (TJ) from Cililitan Shelter so that i shouldn’t have take “motor taxi” to catch TJ from Cawang-BNN. It saves my money, though. As i arrived at Cililitan Shelter, i saw many people in line and no TJ came up. “Okay, i will have the second round after the first TJ”, i said it to myself. Unfortunately, the queuing became so crowd and rapid. As a result, i cannot resist the impulse from people who want to get in the TJ as soon as possible *as moron as they could/upss sorry*. Therefore, i entered the first Tj, got no seat, then stood in the middle of stuffy condition. The worst was i got no suspension-rope to hanging on. Well, i gripped the suspension-rod near the automatic door while a woman stood near it and leaned on the suspension-rod as well as my hand. In a moment, when the TJ reached Cawang-Sutoyo Shelter, suddenly the rear door was opened and the woman stood aside. I felt no worries at that time but when the door was closed, my ring finger was jammed into the door and unconciously, i pulled my ring finger and that was hit the mica glass near the door. Then, you know what; my ring finger was bleeding as well as the sore in my nail. I realized that it was bleeding and my phobia about blood came up. Yes, suddenly i felt so much dazzled light in my mind and my eyes became blurry. I talked to myself, “Kuat kuat, Ser. Udah gede. Jangan pingsaaaaaan liat daraaaah.”
Huuffh, i don’t know why those cheering words cannot suggest me to feel okay and *GUBRAK* i was collapse
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Actually i heard so much voice said that, “Duduk mbak, duduk aja disini”. How come!!! I didn’t feel any consciousness. I was too...defenceless. Shortly after i recovered, i realized that i was not in TJ again. I was moved to Cawang-BNN Shelter to get help. Well, those reckoned my faint just because i had no breakfast. TETOT! I trapped in my phobia about blood stuff.
Yeaaah, the worse thing happened when i felt an agony on my wound. The “mbak-mbak” TJ put Freshcare – kinda eucalyptus oil to release painful from your body – on my wound! WTF! That was really shocking me that made me awaken a lot! But, actually, thanks to take care of me :)
Soon after that, there was “mas-mas” TJ hat accompanied me to go home. He was too kind. May God bless you in all His ways :)
Whoooa! Kinda unforgettable story for me! Lessons from this that make me faithful to change my daily habit are a must for me to wake up earlier to catch TJ and get seat for sure or at least free to choose where i can stand inside the TJ. Another lesson is no need to stay in touch with my beloved hand phone all the time just to change the music that is played or chatting hehehehe.
Allright, that’s another story of my WOW life. Ohya, one thing that keeps me faith about helping others is helps are on the way if you always try to share every kindness that you have to everyone. What comes around goes around. God sees everything so, do not ever forget to pray before doing anything. May God always protect you all :)
