"...no, it's ok sayang...i have."...says hubby, as he knows why exactly i was searching for my bag for the money to fuel...
Realizing something wasn't right...
"...err..honey, i guess i had left my bag on the trolley at the airport..."
"...we will turn back..."
Adrenaline gushed....rushed...whatever you name it!...I had actually realized that i had left it...big time!...sigh***...thinking over and over again...how could I ever left that out of my sight??...darn!!!...
Could I ever get it back?...
Could i ever get all of them back?...
Safely tucked in, entirely, as how i hd left it?...
Prayers to Allah was all that came clouding me at the time...
We were just reaching the first gas station sighted after leaving the airport, to fuel, when i came back to my senses....arrgghh!...
Upon arriving at the airport, my hubby approached a policemen-uniformed man seated at the arrival gate.
"assalamualaikum...saya ada hilang barang. boleh saya check di kaunter Lost & Found?"
"ada bawa surat?"
"surat?...tak ada. saya baru hilang barang tu setengah jam tadi. boleh saya check di kaunter Lost & Found?"
"tak boleh ncik. ncik dah keluar, tak boleh masuk ke situ balik. ncik kena buat surat"
"kalau saya tak boleh masuk, boleh tolong tanyakan pada kaunter tu kalau ada orang tinggalkan barang baru2 tadi?"
After a long-stretched "Q & A" session...sigh***...the officer finally did some action and took the phone receiver up and was dialing while saying...
"kawan saya yg in-charge bhgn ni ncik. kawan saya tu kluar minum kejap."
Knowing this is endless and pointless...the sense of "helping" wasn't felt at all, my hubby just left him. We went on our own way on how to get to the right people that could offer us a help or at least guide us with the right steps to undertake. We asked a group of men, looking like the airport staff. They were handling the luggage trolleys. They told us to make a police report and request to view the CCTV. Great!...thanks guyz!...finally somebody cared enough to tell us what to do...pheww!...
But before we head to the police station located nearby from the scene, the officer in the policemen-uniformed earlier waved at us, giving us a sign to come over to him. With him was the "friend" whom he had said in-charged of this kinda case.
"saya ada tertinggal barang baru2 tadi."
"encik dah buat repot polis?"
"belum. baru jadik. saya nak check di kaunter Lost & Found kalau ada brg tertggl yg org hantar kat sana. dlm setgh jam tadi tertinggal di trolley kat luar."
while spreading his smile to us..."...situ tempat public enciiik..."
This is just going nowhere...even with the claimed-to-be officer in-charge. Why must the officer made such a statement ("...situ tempat public enciiik.")...Is this relevant?...This guy wasn't helping us at all!
"encik...boleh tolong just bagitau saya apa yg perlu saya buat sekarang??."...
Breathing in hard, taking charge of my "emotional volcano" avoiding it from enormous "eruption" at any point of time then...aaaand stabilizing the panick mode I was in at the same time, I just had to pull this guy's focus back at where it should be...o dear!
Taking the trolley handlers guys advice earlier, we headed on straight to the police station there. While approaching to the main door of the station...
"...sayang, it's there. syukur alhamdullillah."...says hubby to me.
My hubby saw my bag on the police desk from the station's side glass panel. Pheww!!...it was such a relief hearing that!
In a time of urgency like this, all we need as a civilian is just an assistance from the right people. Please, at least, share our concern, help and guide us through on the actions we should take...be alert, be focus with the procedures and steps to act...instead of dragging us through and passing us an irrelevant remarks...
Thanks to the trolley handlers guyz (if i may addressed them by that...hee)...for your concern and guide!
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