Saturday, November 01, 2008

Yesterday night, after Isyak..

While waiting for Fid to arrive.

Phone rang..

Her: Beb, where is the nearest police post?

Me: Just behind my house. Why?

Her: *laughs* I lost my Sudin!

Me: What?!?!?

Her: *laughs hysterically*

Something wrong there? yes, the fact that she laugh at the thought of Sudin missing.

In need of emotional support, cabbing to my place.

Arab was activated, in the meantime, we chatted trying to direct her attention to somewhere and coming to scenarios where Sudin could have been placed. She was still laughing by this time.

Thoughts of Sudin being carried into a van like CrimeWatch or small kids stealing Sudin and then having operate Sudin into their bicycles.

Unethical and unrealistic but still, worst come to worst scenarios.

Sick Arab came, giving suggestions to message the budak2 cutting to keep a lookout.

More unethical!

On the way to police post,

Arab: Beb, did you pay your instalments?

Her: No, 3 months already.

Arab: Sebab tu! Nampak sah dah kene tarik!

Her: Really?? I thought they will call me first?

Arab: No!!

There goes, her Sudin was being tarik by his original owner.

Now, instead of laughing, she was on verge of worriedness.

Money. providing the storage of Sudin per day was $300.

Plus Sudin's instalment.

All I can say is all the best darling.

Your pay for the month is gone.

So moral of the story, was "Please pay your instalments promptly k."