I was involved in a case where a drug addict once tried to break into my house using the front door! Such ballsy move from the thief gotta give him credit for that. At the time, there was only me alone in the house. As far as I remember, both my family had to attend some important event in Shah Alam (I cant remember what) but I was forced to stay home since PMR during those time was near. So, I was left at home with some pocket money to buy food at a nearby restaurant both for lunch and dinner. Yela, masa tu tak pandai masak, so semua benda beli kat luar.
The whole experience was unpleasant and I'm kinda traumatised a little since to me it feels like confronting with someone with a weapon as well as an intention to kill. You had no idea how terrifying that was for me. To handle a grown-up man with an armed sharp-looking steel-like weapon in his hands. It was Subuh at the time and that guy really had the balls. O_O I mean geez, my house was well-equipped with a safe alarm system and it was installed on all parts of the house, roof, grill and sliding door of the front entrance. Despite that, he just went in anyway.
Im not sure what he did, but while he was trying to break the locks, the alarm didnt triggered.
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As far as I concerned , the last time I remember even the smallest disturb on the grill would definitely triggered it. Oh well I guess, it just showed that sometimes you cannot rely on the technology by itself. Okay continuing to the story, the drug addict didnt actually get himself into the house. I, at the time woke up and eventually heard the constant explosion-like noises from the outside and went to the front door to check whats up only to find the thief was busy trying to kopak the locks between the grill. It was nearly broken into half and lets just say he was just one step away into entering the house.
As I approached the door, I heard the loud and heavy breathing from the outside sliding door and it sounds like he's probably tired from doing "that" work and it seems that he's has been doing so for quite awhile. I would say probably around 20 mins before. Like how most people would be on that situation, I quickly grabbed the nearest sharp object which in my case its the kitchen knife and a sharp stick edge of a broom ready to pound the thief and probably stabbed that idiot to death (probably not). I had no handphone at the time but a house corded phone instead. I mean geez, if I had one, I would have took a photo of him with the camera. Too bad the old me, didnt really had those stuffs and barely even socialize both outside and on the internet. With all my might and with the little inner bravery that I have in myself, I muster up my guts and approached the sliding door and began to open it.
Turns out when I slide away the curtains away to see him, he saw my face and with all his might run as fast and jump over the pagar and tembok of my house like it was nothing. I saw his face and shouted for help of course but unfortunately I didn't recognise it, but he had the same characteristics as the man that I stated before. He left all his tools outside and I contacted my neighbour for help just in case he came back.
Thank goodness, it was all good and he didnt came back to pick up his stuffs or anything. I was such a coward at the time and trembled a little bit after that. Whats funny is, I began to lock all the possible entranceway into the house with heavy furniture as well as getting all the weapons available in the house and kept it near hand-reach. Almost semua la pisau kat dapur tu aku amik. Hahaha yeah! I'm that paranoid and insecure at the time.
But still after that, my neighbours came, and take a quick look towards the nearly broken locks. If you guys were wondering what part of the locks it is. Here I gave you guys some insight...
Some were grateful and said that my family were lucky that I stayed home, and kinda praised me for saving all the belongings of the house. I felt the exact opposite tho.
Personally, its more lucky that I woke up early due to the knocks. What if I didnt hear it and what would happened to me if he went in and saw me sleeping? He had weapons in his arsenal and I'm pretty much sure I would probably be held hostage or worst case scenario, killed. Ughhh naseb baik, and here I am, writing about the whole thing. Oh well, syukur alhamdulillah. God given me another day to live and I'm grateful for that. I was unable to identify the thief despite seeing his face and because of that I didn't file a police report on the case. But still, all of the residents are on high alert ever since that incident... anyhow I do wonder why, like of all the other houses in the area, why our house? :/
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