Once before my brother died in an accident, he was coming home from the rice fields alone and because it was getting late in the day he was pedaling his bicycle very fast, but suddenly he met an old grandfather who was also pedaling his bicycle side by side with my brother.
The old grandfather said to my brother, "Why are you pedaling your bike so fast, son?" and my brother replied, "It's already evening and it will be Maghrib soon, so I have to get home soon so I'm not late and can pray Maghrib on time, Grandpa." Then the old man said again, "Even though you're in a hurry, be careful on the road," and my brother agreed with what the old man said.
After parting at the crossroads, my brother immediately pedaled his bike again but how surprised he was when he saw that the grandfather was no longer visible, even though the road was straight and it was impossible to just disappear, what seemed strange when cycling together my brother saw behind the grandfather's bike there was something wrapped in cloth, like a soft object but it looked strange swaying like water. three days later my brother died in an accident. This incident happened in 1995.
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