I don't really know how to begin this but all I am thinking now is what I could've would've should've or what I shouldn't do.
To begin this, I guess I should just discuss more on how I feel. I am... still afraid, actually. I may seem like I am happy, I may seem like I am fine and okay, but if you know me well enough... my imaginations can go WILD. On the other hand, I am really, eternally grateful of what I have with me right here right now. I am glad that my mom is safe, same goes to my brother. I am glad my sisters are working overseas so they do not have to go through this. I am glad my grandmother went to my uncle's for the week. I am glad my dad wasn't home cause if he was, he might do something about it and he might get hurt. I am truly, just truly, grateful and blessed for everything that happened. Fine, it wasn't a good thing, I could've died, I could've been kidnapped, human trafficked, I could've been in the hospital, could've been paralyzed! But then again, I am so so so grateful that they didn't want to kidnap me, or charge in my house, or take my car. They just want a small amount of stuff.
Typing this while shivering.... I had a bad month. If you were to have a lunch date with me, I can assure you, I'll entertain you with stories you've never heard, stories you think that only happen in the news, on tv.
I've been tweeting, facebooking about it but didn't tell the whole story...
So here's the golden story.
My mom wants to sell her car and so she advertised her car in the newspapers. So she's been receiving so many calls from random people. These days, we've been warned as well, buyers may look like buyers, but buyers can be robbers too. We've been warned to NOT bring the customer to our house to see the car, basically it is better to park somewhere far away and basically somewhere busy. BUT, my mom normally park her car behind my house (an alley), we normally go in and out from the back door cause we have 4 cars and my house is facing the main road so it is really not easy for us to go in and out from our front door and plus there are more parking spaces behind.
So this guy named Simon was around the area and was a potential buyer. Since he was around the area and basically he reached our house already, so my mom lazy to make a big round to park the car infront lah. Actually, my mom always think the alley behind my house is super safe. There was this one time it was like 10pm and there were literally NO ONE walking at the alley and my mom stood there with her hand bag and all..... waiting for her friend. She some more mentioned it's damn safe wan.... this and that, I some more argue with her about it k?
Back to the story, so then they both (Simon and Mom) decided to see see look look the car at the back alley. My mom then shouted for me to come down cause basically she's been asking me to be the "translator" these days la. Wherever she go, test drive or sell car or meet potential customer or anything... she'll definitely bring me because I guess I can communicate well kua... I got business face lol. Cheh wah. So she shouted for me and I was quite annoyed but still had to come down and saw Simon. I begin to observe Simon from head to toe cause he seemed like a wise man. And I was taught that the wiser you are, the more chances for you to be bad. He was skinny, with glasses, holding a box of cigarettes and a lighter, and he was wearing a gold chain with a gold cross. I guess he is... religious? I'm not too sure. While looking at the car, he mentioned that his wife called him to come over to see the car. And I questioned him about his family just to make sure... he is a decent man la, that's what I do, I kepo a lot. Then they turned on the car engine with the car key.
Then while talking.... a white myvi came into the alley. DAMN BLOODY FAST. And my mom's car is a Naza Ria so it takes like literally half the space of the alley and so it is not easy for the myvi to pass through. And we were opening the doors of the cars and we were standing next to the car so I had to squeeze myself face front the car just to let the myvi cross. I wasn't thinking much cause cars come and go in the alley. It wasn't much of a big deal. Then my mom felt something was wrong cause while the Myvi drove passed, she literally looked inside the myvi, who was in the car, and whether they live here (yeah, my mom does it a lot).
So then I thought they just wanna park their car and walk opposite to the shop lots. I was with Simon, close to the Naza, while my mom was at the further right to see the Myvi properly.
Then the Myvi u turned and drove pass us again and stopped.
While the Myvi drove passed us, my mom was like...
"Why the Myvi u turn wan?"
So I turned to my right to answer her while the myvi was already at my left. I answered her and said,
"Maybe no parking leh?"
Then right after I answered her, and turned to my left, I realised the Myvi stopped right beside the Naza.
A white Myvi, tinted glass, car plate number WTF 7574, I remember the Myvi had a spoiler wan, quite hip wan and summore super LOUD MUSIC. Cause I remember thinking they were some chinese lala chais.
Then, two indian guys came out. One from the front passenger seat and one from behind. There were 3 indian guys. One driving, two came out. One wearing a black top (damn fierce his face, he was big and tall... i feel like punching him), the other behind was wearing a light blue polo t with collar (some baju from some society, like Utar or something like that).
Then they as they come out, my mom shouted at me and said
and she ran inside thinking I would follow her.
And I wasn't aware until I turned and saw them coming out with parangs and the one with the black top said
"Ada parang ah.".
And I knew I couldn't run cause if I did, they will chase after me. My mom was smart enough to go in the house and she kept asking me to run and I couldn't. I just stood there. fucking stood there, frozen. Cause I knew, if I run, if I move a muscle, I will be dead. Cause I knew they were as scared as I was. They had 2 parangs, they can do ANYTHING TO HURT ME.
My mom was holding the door and was thinking whether to lock the door cause I was out there. But she couldn't anyway cause the door key was together with the car key. And where's the car key? Remember it's in the car? The engine was still on! My mom knew she couldn't shout for help cause I was there! If she were to shout, they would've just kidnap me! I was lucky.
So then, it was me, Simon, and the two indian fellas. It happened in like a minute. I totally couldn't care much about Simon cause I was trying to save myself! But I later on heard Simon was caught by the Black shirt indian guy and the light blue indian guy was targeting ME! I looked at his face! I remember him with glasses and he was as scared as I was. In fact, he was even more afraid! And somehow it just seemed like it was his first time, he looked like a student actually, he didn't look mean or bad at all!
He was holding a parang as well. And he pointed at my phone and I was like
"fuck, why the fuck did I bring my phone out?"
then I just gave it to him like damn casually. I just passed it to him like I am passing it to a friend. I wasn't hesitating, cause I knew if I were to hesitate, he would do something and I don't freakkin want him to do anything! Just take my phone and leave. Then as I gave him my phone, he turned and went back into the car. And when I knew I was safe, I ran in the house and ran to the house phone... I don't know why. I guess I thought I needed to call the police.
But I was like...
"999 won't work! .__."
So I didn't call, just held on to my house phone and was in my shoes. As I was back in my conciousness, I went crazy! I literally went crazy! I burst out crying and SHOUTING! I was terrified as HELL! I was soooo fucking scared! The first feeling I had was anger! I wanted them to DIE! Just fucking DIE! I cried cause my phone was everything to me. It was EVERYTHING TO ME. IT REALLY WAS. I worked really really hard for that phone and it is such a treasure to me. I barely even allow anyone of my friends to touch my phone and it was definitely hard for me to pass it to a robber. I was so so so sad!!! I just thought of the things I couldn't do without my phone. I can't contact my friends, I was chatting with someone half way... and now... sigh. I was angry!!!!!!! I loved my transparent cover! It's from sungei wang and it's so hard to get such a nice cover k? :( THEN I RAN UP AND CALLED JAN, my best friend and some important people that are so damn important to me. I told them that my phone is gone and I was crying and crying on the house phone bout my phone :( Yes, I am super damn kiamsiap and if I lost something, I'll really cry over it.
Then back to reality.
I went down stairs and Simon was on the phone with his wife, telling her that he was robbed. I sat on the end of my stairs and my mom sat down on the dining table in front of me after Simon left. According to her, while the robber took my phone, Simon was even worse! Remember I wasn't aware of Simon? Well, Simon was caught by the black shirt dude, and the black shirt dude was pulling his gold necklace!
"Let me help you, I take it out myself."
(SIMON SAID SOMETHING! LISTEN LAH!... don't get the joke? no? fine.__.)
Then the guy said no, and he pulled harder and Simon got a cut on his neck.
But before that, Simon pointed at the Naza and said
"You want the car? The key is there." .___.
Then the guy said,
"I DON'T WANT THE CAR!"
(Omg, they are not stupid! They can actually speak english! wow, not bad. *claps* ... assholes .__. Can speak english meaning you're quite educated lah! Can't you get a job? Risking your life only. No wait... you know what.... karma. Karma will get you.)
Basically during the process of the robbery, I was thinking....
"Is that a real parang? Why can move so flexible wan?"
"Omg, Simon is a bad guy!!!!!!!!"
"This guy is a student."
"NOOO... MY PHONE!!!!" (but I was swallowing my thoughts and gave him anyway)
Simon is not a bad guy. In fact, he is pretty smart, he remembered the car plate number like sing song like that. He was of course sad that his necklace was taken away lah, it seemed damn important to him. But then he also like called and asked if I was okay cause he saw me crying and crying.
And I was upset about my phone for about 10mins! Screaming and shouting and crying in fear and horror!!!! I haven't cried like this since.... 3 years ago when my dog died. When my dog died, I was sorta in depression. I looked at his dead body and I ran away from the clinic and cried at the stairs like a sad child.
So yeah, while crying, my mom never see me cry this bad before. Cause actually, I don't cry much. Even when sad things happen, I never cry to people cause I don't think it's necessary. I was literally on my knees crying, and shouting that I want them to die and that I want my phone back. Then she said she'll get me one. And I still continued crying and crying like never before. Then she was like recalling and telling me about the situation, she is okay lah basically, she didnt lose anything, literally nothing, but she was shocked to death. So when she is shocked, she talks a lot.
And she was talking and talking bout the situation and I literally, first time in my lyfe I said to her....
"STOP!!!! JUST STOPPP!!!! DON'T TALK!!!! KEEP QUIET!!!!!!"
I pulled my hair, I closed my ears, I swallow my pain in me and I tried to stop crying, I tried to calm down. I breathed damn deeply. Trying hard to put my brains back to reality. For an hour after that, the images where flashing in my head like it was just a dream. Like as if, it is unbelievable. And even now, sitting here typing this, I feel that it is unbelievable.
I've heard stories from my friends saying that they've been robbed with parangs and I was scared to death listening to them. And die die I cannot believe it will happen to me. I really never thought I would be the "chosen one" but really, these things don't only happen in the news. It can happen anywhere, anytime, even in a bloody 7 eleven store. Even if there are people around, you really cannot run away, unless of course, you are in a police station.
I then put on my thinking cap, logic cap, intelligent cap, leadership cap. I feel SO NUMB! My defensive- self came out of me! I told my mom that I wanna make a damn police report! Even if I cannot get back my phone, I don't want it to happen around us anymore, I don't want it to happen to anyone around me, my family members especially. I really really really do not want anyone around me to get hurt. I thought of the people like Janice, what if she gets into shit like this, what the heck is she gonna do. I will NEVER like NEVER let her go through this, really. What if my grandmother go through this, NO WAY. If anything happens to my family members, trust me, whoever who has anything to do with it, I will find a way, complain, lead an army, or whatever ... I will find you. I guess the whole inspiring/mature/business side came out of me. I spoke to the policewomen damn calmly, I went to the ibu pejabat police and met up with an inspector and told him how grateful I am and spoke to him like a friend.
I felt like I can preach a sermon!
Again, I am grateful. I am so so so grateful. I looked at my friend that I met just now for dinner, I smiled and told him, that I am glad to sit there in front of him, and gave him a hug. I know it wasn't anything big or that I was kidnapped or anything. But that could've happen. I am lucky enough that they didn't take me away when I was passing them my phone. I am lucky enough to not make a sound. The whole process happened so damn quietly. I am lucky enough that I am not slashed or cut, I am perfectly fine. No bruises or anything! I am lucky enough that I am not mentally damaged with these. I may sound like I am thinking a lot, maybe I am, but really, when this happens to you, trust me... all you can think of is the people you love, and the things you could've done if you could continue living your life. I didn't know what was going to happen, I froze, I thought about what I need to do. The people I love and how I wish I could just be with them right now, I thought about the dreams I wanna achieve.
Even right now, typing this, I am having tears dripping down to my cheeks. I am telling you, please be careful. Please for God's sake please just don't go around thinking this won't happen to you! Your life is so fucking important and you have no idea how many things you may miss out on if anything happen to your life!
I am just saying, please be aware, please be street smart.
No one should be blamed for this, cause no one knows when will all this happen to their lives. I am not blaming the police cause the police did a great job in reporting my case and they were nice to me, really nice to me. They actually helped me a lot. Just maybe except that I kinda wish they had more parking spaces in their surroundings lol.
Actually, you wouldn't know if this kind of things will happen to you, so just please, if it happens to you, make sure you keep the robber/kidnapper calm, don't give them any chance to do any shit that can harm you. Stay awake and think logically on how to save your life. Be observant, be aware!!! Remember that. Please. Please. Please