last week, i was sick badly
the luck and mood of that day was absolutely down
that day, i spent most of my time on bed and slept all the time.
i went out to the bridal shop a few hours for photo selection then back home and slept again.
dad went out after sent bulat to her tuition place.
around 8++pm, got 1 malay guy with motor came to my house.
"uncle uncle" "uncle tak da, u siapa" "aunty boleh call uncle tak" my mum was the one who entertained him that time, i followed at my mum's back
"u nak apa" "call uncle boleh"
then i went back to my room and took out my phone because my phone call to my dad is free.
luckily i din open the outside gate to let the bastard in, just gave him my phone
"sorry ar sorry ar" thats what the bastard said to me after got my phone.
"halo uncle ar... boleh ambil pen dan kertas tak"
i was wondering what he want next, but i din ask anything and got back living room and took pen and paper.
suddenly, i heard the motor gone away quickly when i was taking pen and paper. i was totally blank and stunn there. my mum was around, but dunno wat happen to we 2 that time. maybe we 2 thought that tat bastard is dad's client, so never alert that is a liar.
who the hell are you to take my phone?! that night was difficult for me to fall asleep
so many houses at this area y dun you find other house but my house?
so many possibilities came to my mind, "what if i ran out and chased for that bastard..." "what if i used my home's phone and let him to come in..." "what if that time just bulat alone at home..."
afriad.
i dun wan to make any curse on you, whatever you did, your Allah will know. you did bad, you will pay with bad!
haiz, rest in peace my K530i and my beloved keychain T.T
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