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Saturday, September 25, 2010
Assalamualaikum
Dear reader,
A week ago,i am having a nice Hari Raya Eidulfitri with my family and cousins in my hometown back in Penang.It was very pleasant day just hanging around and chatting with your family on such typical stories such as 'Hakim makin tinggi la' and many more.I am without a slightest clue knows that my life will change somehow after "Hari Raya".
On my trip back to my workplace at Subang,something bad happened...
My bus arrived at Bukit jalil station at 4 am and i feel very exhausted.So i decided to spend the time before Subuh prayer at the musolla.
I took a nap there because Subuh prayer is around 6 am,so there were time to kill.After a while the musolla start to fill with people.They just got there by buses like mine.Then,my handset watch shown 6 am and people start to make saf and ready to start the prayer.Then i went to the restroom to take"wuduk".After that, i came back to the musolla to start the prayer with the Jamaah.
At first i want to put my bag at the front row before the saf,but i felt it is not necessary as there were so many bag at the back row.I assume it was safe because people just put it there.Usually i put my bag at the front but.. that day i felt safe there.
Then after prayer,i felt something in my stomach...
I opened my bag and found that my "good citizen" is not there.I was petrified for a while and do not know what to do.Then i asked a brother beside me but he also cannot do anything. So i called my mother and she was shocked to hear the news.
My laptop was missing.
I went out and asked for the boys hanging around in front of the musolla.I tell my problem and asked for their permission to check their bag but my luck is not on my side this time.It was nothing in their bag except for clothes and "Hari Raya" cookies.
I am reallly sad.
I went back with LRT and transit for KTM to Bangi.My mind really go somewhere else because i took the bus to Nilai first and went back to Bangi.My "Toksu" is waiting me at Bangi for a while.Luckily he was not piss off.
The end.
I felt really lost and empty now as my laptop always by my side for this two and half years.It were such great memories with it.How i buy it with just riding a motorcycle with Iwan in Semester 2 until the day before it was taken, that my resume for the fireflies interview was there.It was a great loss.
I am hoping that the thief will giving me back my laptop and before that happen i will not forgive him until the day i am not in the world anymore.It is such a cruel sentence but it is sincerely what i felt now.
my pen is shutting down...
domo arigato...
domo arigato...
ALLAH Maha Melihat...
