.:Polis yg Mengorat:.

it was just clocking 1:30 a.m. on Feb. 18. i was experiencing my rapid eyes movement. deep sleep. good dream.

hon! hon!
hon! hon!
HON! HON!
HON!HON!HON!

groggily with my nighties, silk boxer and silk v-cut nighties (yeah i exaggerate a bit), i went to see who the hell at the middle of the night, disturbing the housing's (mine, particularly) tranquility, as the night before I couldn't shut an eye for the ear-shuttering firecrackers' noises.

Opened up my bedroom window, and to my horror - there, parked infront of my gates, was a Black Maria. huehue!! I went all panicky and felt goosebumps all over..suddenly, my family faces came one by one...what could have happened to them? Ya ALlah! Please God, don't give me any bad news! PLEASE! I know, I couldn't have done any wrong doings, drugs smuggling, I am pretty much a law obedient citizen...so..i was crazily shaking all over, had all the bad imaginations ran wild...

"Cik! Boleh mintak turun sekejap, tak?"

I quickly put a more appropriate clothing, a hooded jacket and running pants, still blur on what could happened, frantically searching the house keys (always lazy to put behind the doors) and met 3 police officers outside, without asking for any IDs!! How blur!!

"Ye, Encik?, ada apa2 ke?"
"err...cik boleh kami jumpa encik darul hisham?"
"darul hisham?"..."err dia dah tak duduk sini..."
"kenapa encik?"
P.A.U.S.E...
"hmm..cik kenal ke dia?"
" kenal...dia dah pindah dah...rumah dia kat depan sana, lorong kanan, terus...alahhh!"
"camni lah cik, biarlah saya tunjuk jalan ke sana?"
"anyway, kenapa ngan darul, cik?"
"kena waran tangkap, kami buat operasi tangkap org tak bayar saman..."
"pagi BUTA macam ni?"
"senang...they all tgh tido, kita tangkap..kalau siang kang they all kerja la apalah..."

i sat infront, and zainal jokingly said that i looked like a criminal...(mcm u pulak yg salah, ek?"
i said, "err..org salah tak duduk dpn, i rase mcm pegawai penyiasat pulak.."
and he laughed.. :P probably, because i was too relieved not hearing any bad news related to the family, i actually interfered with police affairs..damn too much CSI for moi! and by the way, bear in mind that i was still half asleep..in a disoriented piece of mind...

Without hesitation, the officer, Zainal (the Jalan Bandar Chief Inspector), agreed to bring me. In the heavy downpour, he even tried to squeeze under my umbrella..cey! so i walked fast in order not to give him any space...jahat gaks ako neh..
"so, sapa nama you ni?" asked Zainal
"anaz..."
"so ngan sapa u duduk kat rumah tu?"
"err...ngan adik2 i la.."
"mana husband u?" <---------ayat perangkap
"err..bakal ada la, tapi belum jadik husband lagih" <----------ayat penyelamat
"owh....so dari sini pegi mana?"<----ayat mengelak malu

after one wrong identification of darul's house (in fact, zainal was looking at me in a way to accuse me of misleading..) so i lead him to the real darul's house (ala, wic only located next block je) and said I won't show my face at his house, THAT's already interfering BIG time, okay? and also not to let darul's family see me, then whacked me afterwards..(prob, legal practitioners can advise me on this, i'm blur, saya tak bersalah, tuan hakim!)

darul's father went to see Zainal and from my observation was furious! yeah who won't? at wee hours, heavy down pour...and his own son being warranted...for at least 45 mins..yeah..tried to shut an eye, but the black maria aura made me woke all time....i imagined those dead bodies being carried in..whoohh!!

eh! do you know, that even Black Maria does have its stereo system? lucky i can listen to some tunes while waiting for the officers to bring me home.
"naz...ada kedai burger ke kat sini?"
"kenapa u lapa ke?"
" ehehhe...tak la...bapak dia kata dia keje jual burger some where around here..."
"if that the case, ada banyak la.."
"u boleh tunjukkan kan?"
"err..emm..tapi rasenye kedai burger dah tutup dah waktu nih"
"takpe, tunjukkan aje..."

adus...stupid...la pulak aku kena tunjuk all the burger stalls around my housing area! it took another 30 mins for my jalan2 cari org salah...interviewed one mamat burger 7E, and confirmed that darul's burger stall is located at a place i identified before..

"sampai takat ni jelah cik zainal...yg saya boleh bantu..."
"ahuh.."
"so..err..boleh hantarkan saya pulang semula?"<---ayat skema bahasa melayu
"boleh.." <----tapi masa ni macam susahnyeee aku nak balik...

on the way back, he asked for my phone number..i gave him..and he dialled it immediately..even asked whether i brought my phone along...nope..yep..i made a network with the enforcers..yep..he said, in case i have any problems, just give him a buzz..

huh! WHAT A NIGHT!!

p/s: he called me the day after..and asked to have dinner together.. *&^%$!!!
and NO! i didn't go and have dinner with him...i already have a "tunang" remember?