My dad's car was stolen yesterday morning. Alhamdulillah sebelah petang polis dah dapat balik and the time he SMS-ed me, the car was in the police compound. He left the car with keys inside and got out. Next thing he knew, one stupid guy was speeding away with his CBT 1105 (1105 - sama birthdate dengan Adam, 11th May.. coincidently) My father was born in 1940. That makes him 69 this year. Maybe he forget about the key. Aren't we all once in a while, forget about things. Maybe we'll all forget at his age.
Kereta tu was found back sebelah petangnya. Tak jauh pun from my kampung. Maybe around 10-15 minutes drive je. The mamat was stupid enough to drive around without changing the number. Not really jumpa sebenarnya, kena tahan masa roadblock. But the guy slipped away in some bushes (maklumlah area kampung, banyak semak). And my dad got the car back.
And I, also had issued with car yesterday. Tebby was having a late presentation so I left with my friend after office. Sampai depan Wisma TM, Jalan Bangsar, Zue kata dia rasa kancil macam berat. And when we stopped standstill sebab jem, the car went 'grrrrrrrrrrr'. Macam harimau marah. Knowing that kalau kami tayang kaki pun takde orang nak stop, we went to a small workshop in Pantai Dalam. One of the spark-plugs dah hitam. He said something about piston-ring (or something like that lah). Zue cuma thumbs-up saja without having any idea on what the man was explaining. Neither do I. And know what, minyak hitam yilek. Not at all. Kena masuk 2 botol. Tukar air filter. Paid RM80 and remarked 'lain tara tauu.. bawak saja?'. Ye lah tu aney. Anyway thanks. Selepas Zue membuat U-turn baek punya kat traffic light tu (sambil tersengih2 mengangkat tangan) dan seterusnya menyelit dia persimpangan Serdang Raya/Mines (sambil tersengih2 mengangkat tangan jua), saya selamat sampai di rumah jam 6 petang.
Pernah dulu tumpang kereta Zue jugaklah. Masa tu proton merah. Ala-ala sport lah rupanya tapi masuk dalam ada kotak tisu reben-reben. Pastu enjin takmo start. Bateri yilek. Kali ni tumpang Zue, minyak hitam yilek, spark-plug hitam. Isk.
Zue, akak tak serik naik keta awak.
Awak jangan serik pulak bawak akak.
Petang ni nak tumpang lagi buleh?