Today, due to a combination of Prefect, Ed Board & Merah duties, I stayed back for an hour. At three thirty, my mother came to pick me up and we only stopped at Secret Recipe to take away my lunch. She had to drive back out seeing as there was a PIBG meeting today, and she had to attend.
Before she came to pick me up, she was at her friend's house in Lorong Setiajasa. She was there just for a few signatures in a few documents. She left at three fifteen.
Her friend immediately goes up to call the husband to come back down, as they were both going out to attend a function.
At three twenty, she comes back down, and her handbag, mobile and all, is missing.
Her husband's phone then receives a call from her own mobile.
"Datin tak kenal saya ke?"
She is not a Datin.
My mother is.
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