Mystical Story
The story of Gharib that Cecep experienced when the Dead Suri
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Mr. Cecep has a very interesting story in Reading. In this story tells When Mr. Usep had experienced suspended animation in the year 96 and how the experience of the occult story of his father Usep, we just discussed Sob Reading!!
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My name Usep I used to admit that my behavior was so naughty. I think I used to live in the black world, whose name is fighting, drinking all kinds of alcohol I have felt, I think, types of all illegal drugs I have tried, whose name is in and out Cell it is common.
I want to tell my story when I died in the year 96. when I want to go home from Bandung to Ciamis area Panjalu. then after that we and the Family went on for a vacation.
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from Panjalu continued the trip to Pangandaran with a large family for a vacation.
when on the way to Pangandaran I felt that my health condition was down.when I felt the nerves in the hands and feet it felt like they were pulled up, up, I also don't know what my illness is.
Whether it is soy sauce, traveling from Bandung to Ciamis, to Panjalu. or I am sick because of the rain-draining on the road somehow because I have felt it for a lifetime only at that time.
Arriving at Pangandaran, arriving at Pangandaran at around four o'clock in the morning. Just came to one of the inns, I felt the body tuh it felt increasingly weakened.
after playing to the estuary came to the inn, it further decreased the condition of my body. I continued to think positively I guess it was a disease that is usually being relapsed, it is, but what I felt turned out to be a very extraordinary disease, I called the expert massage until the night in the incandescent, but there was absolutely no change. I thought that my life would not be helped, I thought then took the initiative to go back to Bandung.today, and this hour too!
as my condition worsened, I finally forced my family to return to Bandung at that time, then all the families relented because of my decision.
then I took the vehicle. My wife, and my son finally got into the car and got in some of my Kaka-kaka cars, and finally went home.
at that time in the course of time, maybe because my feelings and heart were given strength.
when I was driving the car was really fast, because I had felt it very, second by second, the blood or nerves had already started to rise...
from the tip of the foot, until the end of the hand begins to weaken.
seconds, the minutes were very felt, until when driving a car I was really not strong anymore to continue it.
since I was only carrying a child with my wife in one car with me, I was forced to force myself to drive and continue, because at that time no one could drive but me.
The journey to Tasikmalaya was getting weaker and weaker, then I could only endure the pain that was really painful, and I added the speed of the car, too, to the extent that my brother-sister car entourage was left far behind.
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