on the event of a break-in

Some of you may have already know that someone broke into my Sayang's Subway store on Wednesday night. The culprit? A relatively new staff who hasn't been showing up to work since Saturday. His modus operandi makes me believe that he has been planning for this for quite some time, or worse, he did this before to a previous workplace.

He came in about 10 minutes after the night-shift staff closed down for the evening. He wore his Subway t-shirt, so that people around the area wouldn't get suspicious. We believe that he made a copy of the padlock keys using another staff's keys under the pretense of borrowing his bike [the staff had all his keys bunched up together]. He knew where to go and what to take; we lost some cash from the register, the small-change bureau [well that's what i call it], and of course, Padel's brand new laptop. He even took my Sayang's Braun Buffel bag to put the laptop in. He broke the grill at the back of the store to make it look like an outside job. Pretty smart huh? But at one point, he must've suddenly remembered that the store has CCTV cameras installed almost everywhere, and I bet he got scared. So he took a container, fill it up with water, and 'showered' the monitor with it.

And I mean just the monitor. He did absolutely nothing to the CPU which holds all the information. And that is seriously the dumbest thing.

Padel went the police station before my Sayang arrived at the store; at this point, we didn't know that the CCTV was not affected, and we didn't have a suspect. When Kusa arrived, he took the CCTV's CPU, borrowed a neighbor's monitor and plug it in, basically just trying if it would work. And then we saw him, and what he did.

Later on that day, the ever-so-smart husband of mine decided to try something to lure the fucker to the shop next day. He called the man's number, knowing that his wife would pick up, and asked the wife to tell him to collect his pay tomorrow and bring the Subway t-shirt along as to terminate his employment. It was a chance my Sayang took, and at this point we didn't know if it would work.

But it did. Boy, did it work.

I don't know what made him come to the shop this morning. Maybe it's sheer stupidity, maybe he really thought that we would never find out. From what my Sayang told me [from what his staff told him], when he came in, a couple of my Babe's staff were already waiting, one with a stick in his hand just in case he tries to run away. And, according to my husband, the fucker already had a resolved look on his face. When my Sayang finally got to the shop, two plain-clothed policemen were already there. When they showed the CCTV footage, he didn't even try to deny.

Maybe its the spirit of Ramadhan that has gotten into my Sayang and I, or maybe we truly are nice people [chewah], but the first thing we thought of is how difficult life is going to be for the wife, as she is four months' pregnant. We feel sorry. But at the same time a lesson must be taught. Nevermind that my Sayang said that the wife didn't look to shocked, and her reaction was too calm. Life is never easy when your significant other is behind bars. The police said that its too late to drop charges now as a case has been filed, so we need to pursue. We're meeting the sergeant today, so I'll update you on the progress.

For now, we are grateful that the laptop is safe [its with the police now], but there is no sign of the bag yet, and we're not too hopeful about the money. And Alhamdullilah, he's caught.

What a way to start Ramadhan, eh?