On the 29th May I was anxious to attend a kenduri of a cousin in Semenyih. The reason was that I would meet most of my relatives.Being proud though as my son and I walking to the kenduri house together with the bridegroom. I also participated in the merenjis air mawar. After eating we made a move and followed mother who would like to see her cousin's house at a nearby area.We convoyed to his house with few more cars. My mother's aunty was the one who eager to show his son semi bungalow house. She once a while come to the house to visit his son and at the same time his son would take her to clinic for some treatment. That was a true responsible son I supposed.
We were there for a couple of hours and were served cucur udang and tea.
Whwn I was about to enter my car I realised that my handbag was without my wallet inside. I was very upset as besides the important documents I had just taken out RM 500 cash earlier and at least RM 350 was still inside. I suspected I could be the victim of pick pocket during the kenduri time. No matter how my mother and other relatives tried to find around the place that I put my handbag at my mother cousin house but could not find any. Izham, we use to call my mother cousin help me to contact the related bank service centre to block my ATM cards.
