From a distance, traffic lights at intersections that are still green. He immediately hit the gas pedal of the vehicle. He did not want to be late. Moreover, he knew the intersection was fairly heavy, so there is usually a red light on long enough. Incidentally the road in front of him a little pause. The light turns yellow. Heart pounding Jack hoped he could pass it soon. Three meters ahead of the line of the road, the red light. Jack hesitated, should he stop or continue it. "Ah, I do not have a chance to hit the brakes suddenly," he thought as he kept going.
Prit! Across the street a police officer asked him to stop waving. Jack pulled over a vehicle a short distance away with a curse in the liver. From the rearview mirror he saw who it was. His face was vaguely familiar.
Hey, it's Bob Khan, during his high school playmates. Jack's heart somewhat relieved. He jumped out, opening his arms.
"Hi, Bob. How nice to see you again! "
"Hi, Jack." Without a smile.
"Duh, I like ya got a ticket? I was a bit rushed. My wife was waiting at home. "
"Oh yes?" Bob seems a little hesitant.
Well, fine then. "Bob, my wife's birthday today. She and the kids are setting things up. Of course I should not be too late, too. "
"I understand. But, in fact we are watching you through a red light at this intersection. "
O-o, did not seem in line with expectations. Jack had to change strategy.
"So, you want menilangku? Indeed, had I not pass through a red light. When I pass a yellow light still on. "Aha, sometimes lie a little to expedite the situation.
"Come on Jack. We see it clearly. Please remove SIMmu. "
Jack snapped and gave the SIM into the vehicle and close the window. While Bob tilangnya write something in a book. Moments later Bob knocked on the window glass. Jack looked at Bob's face with great disappointment. He opened the little window. Ah, five centimeters is enough to put a ticket. Without saying a word Bob returned to his post.
Jack took the ticket to Bob tucked in between the window glass. But hey what is this. Apparently SIMnya returned with a note. Why did he not menilangku. Then note what this is? A kind of joke or what? Jack hastily opened and read the memorandum that contains Bob's handwriting.
"Hello Jack, Do you know Jack, I used to have a daughter. Unfortunately, he died was hit by a speeding driver ran a red light.
The driver was sentenced to prison for 3 months. Once free he could meet and embrace his three children again. While our only child was gone. We are still trying and hoping that God would mengkaruniai a child so we can hug.
Thousands of times we try to forgive the driver. How difficult it is. So also this time. I'm sorry Jack. Pray that our application come true. Be careful. from Bob.
Jack was shocked. He was soon out of the vehicle looking for Bob. However, Bob had already left the post after him somewhere. All the way home he drove slowly by the liver is not necessarily forgiven his mistakes as he wished.
Reflections:
Not always we have the same sense of understanding other people. It could be nothing more than we love our friends funeral. Life is very precious, live with great caution.
Prit! Across the street a police officer asked him to stop waving. Jack pulled over a vehicle a short distance away with a curse in the liver. From the rearview mirror he saw who it was. His face was vaguely familiar.
Hey, it's Bob Khan, during his high school playmates. Jack's heart somewhat relieved. He jumped out, opening his arms.
"Hi, Bob. How nice to see you again! "
"Hi, Jack." Without a smile.
"Duh, I like ya got a ticket? I was a bit rushed. My wife was waiting at home. "
"Oh yes?" Bob seems a little hesitant.
Well, fine then. "Bob, my wife's birthday today. She and the kids are setting things up. Of course I should not be too late, too. "
"I understand. But, in fact we are watching you through a red light at this intersection. "
O-o, did not seem in line with expectations. Jack had to change strategy.
"So, you want menilangku? Indeed, had I not pass through a red light. When I pass a yellow light still on. "Aha, sometimes lie a little to expedite the situation.
"Come on Jack. We see it clearly. Please remove SIMmu. "
Jack snapped and gave the SIM into the vehicle and close the window. While Bob tilangnya write something in a book. Moments later Bob knocked on the window glass. Jack looked at Bob's face with great disappointment. He opened the little window. Ah, five centimeters is enough to put a ticket. Without saying a word Bob returned to his post.
Jack took the ticket to Bob tucked in between the window glass. But hey what is this. Apparently SIMnya returned with a note. Why did he not menilangku. Then note what this is? A kind of joke or what? Jack hastily opened and read the memorandum that contains Bob's handwriting.
"Hello Jack, Do you know Jack, I used to have a daughter. Unfortunately, he died was hit by a speeding driver ran a red light.
The driver was sentenced to prison for 3 months. Once free he could meet and embrace his three children again. While our only child was gone. We are still trying and hoping that God would mengkaruniai a child so we can hug.
Thousands of times we try to forgive the driver. How difficult it is. So also this time. I'm sorry Jack. Pray that our application come true. Be careful. from Bob.
Jack was shocked. He was soon out of the vehicle looking for Bob. However, Bob had already left the post after him somewhere. All the way home he drove slowly by the liver is not necessarily forgiven his mistakes as he wished.
Reflections:
Not always we have the same sense of understanding other people. It could be nothing more than we love our friends funeral. Life is very precious, live with great caution.
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