


9 days later, at daylight, a neighbor was burgled for the 2nd time but this time the burglar went off with the owner's car after ransacking the house, and took few valuable items including passport, while the elderly aunty was praying in the room. It happened within a few minutes.


That very evening we (all neighbors), with initiation of Zul (my hubby) and my go-getter neighbor, Nurul, got together, also on the next evening and the next. 10 days after raya gathering, and after a couple of 'on-the-road -discussions' , we reached unanimity of opinion to enggage our first security guard. The moral of the story
'Bersatu kita teguh bercerai kita runtuh.'
Neighbors are like family. They care about us when we care about them.
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