Looking After The Kids

There are so many things going in my life right now. Good things, alhamdulillah. But somehow it seems wrong to write about me when Sharlinie's parents are worried sick since their daughter is still missing. I try to imagine how they are feeling. I try to imagine how the mother is feeling. Berat mata memandang, berat lagi bahu yang memikul.

I lost my son once. In Warta mall in , BB Bangi. I was holding his hand but I released it for a while so that I could pick up things to buy. But I changed my mind and put it back and my hand automatically searched for his hand so that I could hold his hand. Only that his hand was no longer beside me. He was gone. We searched all the shops, up and down for a good thirty minutes. The security guard was informed to look out for a three year old kid.
"Do you think he was kidnapped?".
"No, I think he just walked by himself"
"Can he speak?"
"No he could not speak yet, he just babbles" (he could only talk an understandable sentence when he was about five years old)

My husband who was with me at the time, scolded me, naturally. As if my main responsibility was to have my eyes on the children all the time. I have four at the time, for goodness sake. After 30 minutes of running around looking for him, I heard a loud cry. Oh boy, the only thing he did best at that time (and even now) was to cry at the top of his lung. I bet the whole Warta could hear him. The guard found him wondering in the department store. Initially, he was happy browsing all the candies and sweets. When the guard spoked to him, he realized that we were not with him anymore. That was when he began to cry. We were outside of the department store when he went missing. We searched the department store several times but could not find him. But luckily it was only Warta. Imagine if we were shopping at 1Utama or MidValley.

But that was nothing compared to what Sharlinie's parent are going through. That was only a 30 minutes of panic. For the first one hour, I bet they were still optimistic Perhaps she would come back by herself. During the first 24 hours, I bet they were still confident that the cops were going to find her. The cops were going all out to look for her. Unlike the Nurin's case when the reaction was a little slow. But now, almost two weeks have passed. Nothing has happened.

I will continue to pray for adik Sharlinie's safety and pray that Allah will give strength to her parents.