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The Story of Minah Rempit

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This is an event that took place 2 3 hours ago (now 3 am).

I was out for a meeting last night. Later I accompanied my friend to Petaling Street for T-shirt hunting. On the way back, we decided to have a small teh tarik session at Suzy’s Corner. Exactly at 12 midnight we parted.

I am known for being notorious on the road, but that wasn’t the case today, I’m driving a Perodua Kelisa. I took my own sweet time, driving leisurely as the junction to my house gets closer and closer until a mat rempit took a dangerous turn. He almost banged my car. I yelled at him :vangry: . Of course, I don’t think he can hear it. Down the road, I saw a girl weeping and howling, I know for sure she’s no ghost, or so I thought.

I stopped and rolled down my window. I asked her what happened. She didn’t answer. The poor girl kept crying. The outage of light pole in my neighborhood these few days could be much of a help, plus most of my neighbor don’t leave their front porch lights on. It was utter darkness, I could barely see the outfit she was wearing. I was skeptical at the same time being cautious, she could rob me, inject me with HIV, offer drugs or some shit like that. ๐Ÿ™„

“Can you take me home?” The girl asked. “Somewhere around XXX,” she continued. “Sure! Just don’t strangle me”, I replied (she could be a witch or pontianak you know). She obviously didn’t respond to my lame joke. It was late, dark and public transport was already on idle. I couldn’t bare the thought of leaving a girl in such place. Being a gentleman, I handed her a box of tissue (chewah :mrgreen: ). She got into the car and I drove off. She guided me all the way.

The air in the car was pretty dense, she was still weeping and those teary eyes kept flowing endlessly. “I was raped!” out of the blue, she said and continued crying. “We need to get you to a hospital, I’ll call the police and ask them to get a statement from you”. “No, just take me home!”, she yelled at me โ—

I tried to convinced her that the whole process is painless but she shook her head and requested me to send her directly to her house. I didn’t want to ask her any further, I’m sure its quite a truck load to digest that she was a rape victim.

“Mat rempit!”, she started talking again. “Ok, what’s with mat rempit?” I asked. “The one that almost banged you was the one. We had ‘it’ and he was about to send me home, until he kicked me off the bike.” “Are you hurt anywhere?” me being concerned. “Nope.” “We still need to get you to hospital or a police station. Don’t worry, I’ll accompany you throughout the whole process,” I told her โ“

“Please don’t. It was my fault to begin with. I got carried away with his empty promises…”, she resisted. She then continued with how she met him and bla-bla-bla. I didn’t want to advise her what’s good or bad, I myself have problems differentiating between those two ๐Ÿ˜ฎ

20 minutes later, we got to her apartment. I asked her, one last time for hospital or police station. She shook her head. “Listen, I don’t have any money or anything valuable on me now. I’ll do anything to repay you.”, she said while placing a firm grip on my thigh, signaling for sex. ๐Ÿ™„ “Girl, go home and study”, I replied, lifting her hands off of me. I don’t fling that way :up:

I accompanied her to the elevator. “Are you sure you’re okay?”, I’m annoyed myself about the ‘are-you-ok’ questions I kept asking her. “I’ll be fine.” she said and gave a warm smile. “What’s you’re name?”, she asked. I smiled and replied, “Noktah Hitam“. “What kind of name is that?”, the elevator door closed. I head back home and kept telling myself, a beauty like that was no ghost ๐Ÿ˜ˆ

What a waste. She has the looks to pop any eyeball, and yet, she became a pride less minah rempit. I feel sorry for her. Was it the way she was brought up, her circle of friends or the bigger system? Either way, I’m glad I did my part ๐Ÿ‘ฟ . I hope she learned her lesson ๐Ÿ˜ณ

ps: She has my box of tissue! ๐Ÿ˜ฏ

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87 replies on “The Story of Minah Rempit”

aiya….ko ne…nk jd ap komen psl owg ny????k ar…ole krne ko dah komen dy,,bea aq komen kok lark…pe yg ko wat law ko kt tpt dy….?gurl.,,ko kne egt…sume manusie x lary dr wt kesilapan…..tmasok AQ n QO!!!!SO,,sblom nk komen,,think fez..sowy k….dadadadaaaa….

erm……. got sumthin 2 say……..
i hate rempit!!!!! these moronez looks funny with big shirts, stupid pantz, and those ‘karipap’ shoes… they think thatz cool?? my ex left me juz bcoz this f**k**g mat rempit. feels like i wanna blast all this mat rempits heads off…. why rempit???? i hate them a lot!!!! luckily i’m a music addict… mat rempit bodoh!!

Rempit characteristics.. โžก
– skola xtinggi mane (takat UPSR/PMR/SPM) ๐Ÿ™„
– dok ngan mak bapak (senang nk mintak duit) :down:
– byk bersosial (PR power tp cite xde beneficial facts included..just smooth talkin walaupun muke pecah) :halo:
– pekerjaan (tapi lower level: technician/janitor) ๐Ÿ˜•
– love (not serious..all for fun a.k.a sex) :mrgreen:
– sex (no offence..weakling..short game..newbie) ๐Ÿ™
– religion (sembah motor) ๐Ÿ˜ฎ

zomg.. what u did was awesome ๐Ÿ™‚
and i guess.. the girl was just trying to repay your kindness in a way that she knows..
you also mentioned she gave you a warm smile.. i guess, she never really had anyone that showed her that kind of humanity or compassion..

even the slightest things can make a person change.. and i hope that girl changes for the better ๐Ÿ™‚

i m a minah rempit..but i don’t trust boys at all..jnjy2 manis mat rempit mmg x guna..saya x penah uat bnda2 yg seksual..but i like to rempit..sya ank org kaya yg parent x penah care about daughter diorang..well sya bru tingkatan sya x prangai kebudak-budakkan..well noktah hitam..sya nak kenal awk lebih mendalam..coz i think u nice..i don’t even had a brother..sya ank tungal..

well, good for you that you never had done ‘it’ before. however, you might feel disappointed with your parents, so, you can opt for school counselor to discuss upon this.

i’m sure NH can spare some time reading your email. feel free to send one. hehe.

right NH?

one thing about ‘rempit’ is that, i hate the level of security of the enjoyment. it might sounds fun, but it seems to be too dangerous upon ourself and others. don’t you think so?

p.s: sorry NH for the long comment. ๐Ÿ˜›

I don’t think thats a real story/comment. Probably made up by someone whose entirely bored.

Rempit is fun. But once you fall, you won’t get back on that bike again. Trust me, done that ๐Ÿ™‚

well..maybe i want to quit from rempit..i think i want to study hard..pmr 2 thun je bla sya x pham math ke sapa yg nak ajar sya..parent sya x dak..akn org gaji plak kan..that suck..

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