final - An Unusual Home
Durai's mother was helpless. Selling off the flat is definitely out
of
question. All she could do now is to persuade him to rent the unit
out
quickly which was also a plan intended by Durai for extra income.
But,
none of the tenants he rented to stayed more than 2 months and
he
had since changed 3 different tenants within a period of 6 months.
All
of his ex-tenants complained that his home is too noisy to sleep
at
night. They describe it as like sleeping along a busiest street in
the
world. :freakedout:
Due to the nature of his job, Durai travels frequently to our
neighboring
country for business and he like to drive up north in his sports
car,
When he comes back, he would usually da pao' pumped extra
petrol
into a spare container for used to refill his tank in singapore
later. One
sunny day, as usual, Durai parked his car onto his mother's private
car
pouch. He took out the spare container filled with petrol which
he
bought from JB during his last visit. He then starts to pour the
petrol
into his car petrol tank by a plastic funnel. He had been doing
this for
many times and he can handle it very well. But this time, a slight
haze
and a careless mistake he made turn out to be a disaster to him.
In
order to check if the tank was already filled, he did something he
never
had done it before. He took out a lighter from his pocket and he
ignited
a flame near to his car petrol tank and put his naked face closed
to it
just to look into the hole. The petrol tank he was looking at was
emitting
flammable gas and thus at a flash of a heat, Durai was engulf by a
ball
of flame. His upper part of the body was caught in the fire
very
quickly. His family members heard his screaming and dashed out
to
see him rolling in pain on the floor. An ambulance was dispatch to
the
scene speedily. His housewife sister accompanied him into the
ambulance. Although Durai was badly burnt from the upper part of
his
body, he was still conscious. I think he must be struggled to be
stayed
conscious. Why? Because he had a very important word for his
sister.
He said jie, if anything bad would to happen to me, remember to
dump
everything from my flat. I think those things are stained and I
don't want
you to bring back to mom's home. Although his sister was
very
distraught at this time but she try to make him speak out
more
information pertaining to his new flat since he want to talk now.
The
next thing he said with a whisper tone was jie, I think you might
be
right, the flat is dirty, I kept dreaming a middle age man asking
me how
is it and am I going since the first day I went to the flat. I
also
discovered palm prints on the mirror wall but I dare not to tell
you.
Durai's voice got weaker and weaker. By the time the
ambulance
reached the hospital, he was almost in a state of semi coma.
His
sobbing housewife sister was the only one heard his untold dreams
and
the only one in his family to see him wheeled into the operating
theatre
alive.
Durai was put into an intensive care unit for observation. His
distraught
mother and sister are now making an urgent appointment to see
our
Dua Ya Pek in our temple. All the temple helpers were activated
to
report for duty in an hour time. As usual, we setup the altar in
our
temple for Dua Ya Pek but this time, we have another guest to
invite. It
was Durai. Yes, we were instructed to find out the type of foods,
drinks
and brand of cigarette he used to smoke so that we could invite his
soul
into our temple more smoothly. Beside that, not to forget the
officers
that escorts him to our temple. We have to offer them with wine,
food
and some incense papers just outside our temple. That was to make
the
officers feel respected. Respected is a term they use, bribery is
the
term we use. Haha :biggrin4:
Anyway, it didn't take us very long to invite Durai's soul into our
temple.
Our Dua Ya Pek had a word with him. Their communication was
soundless. The only sound we heard was from the abacus seeds
and
sobbing sound from his mother and sister. The whole session
didn't
take very long to end. But it end with a man's life taken away.
Durai
was very badly burnt. As such, Dua Ya Pek gave him a chance
to
choose for himself whether to stay alive disfigures or leave the
world
with a nice memory to other. Durai, a perfectionist chose the
lattar. :cry3:
The next day, our temple was told by his sister that Durai had
passed
away in the morning. Well, the middle age man in his dream is
now
firmed that he is going. In fact, he has gone. Durai die because of
an
accident. The accident happened because he was down on his
luck
and he doesn't have enough good deeds to prevent the accident
from
happening. :runnynose:
the end.