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Last Tuesday, when we reached home, Free was alone and Ben was nowhere in sight. I grabbed a torchlight and searched for Ben in the neighborhood, knocked on neighboor's door and looked in the ditches and bushes. Some neighboors told me they saw few kids holding a kitten earlier that evening. The description sounds so much like Ben. There you go, me and my CSI-style interogation . Hehe.
We suspect that Ben was kidnapped. I made a quick sketch (we don't have Ben's picture yet) and create some missing-kitten-posters. I am hoping to get cooperation from the parents, just in case the kidnapper is one of their children. Guess what, just now I received a phone call from our front neighboor saying that she saw Ben in front of our house!! I can't wait to get back home. Somebody must have returned him! Whoever you are, thank you (anyway)!
Whatever it is, I must see the cat first to make sure it is really Ben. Relax, don't get excited yet.
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As soon as we enter the house, the rain was pouring down like cat and dog! I must mention how great the hospitality shown by the host and her family. We felt so welcomed eventhough we never meet them. We only follow Abg Zul's family fulfilling the open house invitation. We waited till 5.30pm and chat about kuih sampan before we deciced to take a move. Sharing an umbrella with Abg Zul's youngest daughter does not help. My skirt was soaking wet. My hubby, Abg Zul and his wife, Kak Jah walked in the rain without umbrella. I could not walk fast because I was busy watching my steps. I afraid I would get tripped and fall off the bridge to the rough sea below. The bridge is quite narrow and almost only one person can walk at a time. The best part was, everyone walked behind us.
After walking about 1km, we reached Abg Zul's house before maghrib, but we all locked outside the house for almost half an hour. Abg Zul's eldest daughter was sleeping upstairs and unable to hear us knocking on the door. Kak Jah insisted that I should change my wet clothes before going back. She gave me a pair of baju kurung but the it was too short for me. I just use a batik sarong to absorb excess water. Lucky to my hubby, Abg Zul's jeans and shirt fit him, so he was dry and comfortable to continue chit-chatting. They were expecting another friend to come, actually. He promised to come at 5 0'clock, that is why we were rushing to get back to Abg Zul's house. There was me, maintaining my smile, trying to signal my hubby with eyes and body language but to no avail. When Kak Jah came, she offer me laksa. I could not resist and we stay there till my clothes almost dry from the fan blows. My stomach was very full. The laksa was hot, sour and tasty, but I bet the memory would be sweet.
In the car, I told my hubby that I was soaking wet, he said, "Eh, ingatkan you tak basah sebab pakai payung (I thought you're unwet because you have umbrella)". Duh...
I did not bring my camera, so I cannot show you the picture of the house. Above photo is from Flickr, credit to Phil Eadie.