doomed...

monday last week, i was waiting for kak nuris to pick up..we were supposed to be heading back to puncak because i had to register my name in the college system..
suddenly, i got a message from my sister..it says, hakim is in the ICU..he fell from a chair and he stopped breathing for a while.
i called my sister immediately and tears were streaming down my face and my sister was crying loud too..
kak nuris arrived and i told her..we went to puncak as planned, i registered my name, left my things under the stairs of my block and we rushed to s. 17, to the station bus.. i took the 2.30 bus back to SP with only my hand bag with me.
i arrived at 9, my brother had arrived minutes earlier...
i took my bath at mak's house and my father sent me to the hospital, to accompany my sister that night...
it was sad to look at hakim..he was a little bit pale but healthy and stable..thank Allah..Alhamdulillah...
for 2 nights we stayed at the hospital..i was touched by my mother's words..she was having a programme in Pulau Pangkor and she couldn't come back for the family when she was told the news...
she said on the phone, 'THANKS FOR COMING BACK.'
i said ok.
the next day, early in the morning, about 8 am, a phone call coming in from kak lin, saying that my brother, who had gone back to UIA on the 2nd night i was at the hospital, fell down from a building...she gave me the phone number of the friend who called her informing the shocking news and i called him immediately...
my brother tried to get into his room through the window as the door is locked and he didnt have the key..he was in a rush to join a trip and the clock was ticking...
he climbed on to the so-called cement attached to the building and when he lifted one foot, he fell down..
he was injured on his forehead, leg and back of the head...he received 5 stitches at the back of the head and lucky him, no blood clod in his head due to the accident..
that was on Thursday..my mother called me and her voice was shaky..she was crying hard...poor her..we all went to shah alam where my brother went right after he was discharged on the same day...
my family stayed for 4 days and 3 night and they went back to SP on the sunday...
right now, my brother is recovering and he is enjoying his MC very much...

these two accidents hit us hard..my family..i dont want neither of these two things to happen again in the future..they could have given my mother, mak, and abah heart attack but fortunately, we dont have the history of the disease in my family line...

i skipped the first week and now i'm back..
no more accident please...
and moral of the story, dont climb the window for whatever reason!