it was Christmas eve... the morning started well with myself going out with my father. went to parade... so, came back home and received call from my fren. 1st planned to go out for lunch but changed the plan. so, i need to go to parade again to buy myself a pants. so, i gladly went to my motorcycle only to find out its tyre was flat. no time to repair. so, the only alternative i have is my dad's precious motorcycle. oh! i tell you he wont lend it to anyone... even to me.. but he was not at home at that time. NO choice...so take it la... dengan bangganya, i brought it to parade. usually it takes me around 10 minutes to reach parade from my house. but that day it took me more than 18 minutes since that motor cant exceed 50 km/h. lol.... its really old... so i parked the motor in the same place where my dad parked the motor that morning. after buying the pants and spending time with my friend, i wanted to go back home as i have a party to attend. that was the most shocking time as my dad's motor is not there....OMG..the first image came to my mind was my father holding a baseball stick. gone la.. someone stole it... that was what i thought as there were still motorcycles there... then came a Malay guy who asked if my motor also is missing. i said yes and the Parade security came and told us that DBI fellows took our motorcycles. But there are still left out motorcycles(this was what made me confused)..so, i and the malay guy rushed to Ipoh Padang where they keep all the confiscated motorcycles. my heart came to relieve only after i saw my dad's motor there... Thank God. however, i was fined rm30. no problem la...as long as my daddy's darling is safe.... kokoi DBI fellows....
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