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On a Monday evening, received a call from mum that the house has been broken into.
I was too tired to go home, on the other hand, was also in a shock state of mind.
Being me, with no outlet, I posted a facebook status; not to attract attention, but to voice out what's inside my mind. I couldn't talk to anyone, because it's not something you can just ring someone up and say, "Hey how are you? Oh by the way, my house just got broken into."

Anyway, I'm happy that some of my friends actually text me to ask about my condition. My colleagues. I even called Pooi Yeng to go all the way to my house to check on my mum. Thank goodness she wasn't in, when the entire drama happened, but coming back to a house all ransacked, could be equally traumatic for me.
I called, to know dad was on his way back from KL. I couldn't drive at night, was assured that mum was okay, and told me to stay back in KL.
I sleep very early though, because I was exhausted.

I woke up the next day, which is this morning. Usual routine. I was thinking whether to head back to Ipoh or not. I know my parents would want me to be there, even though they said they don't need my help. I just somehow know my mum wouldn't want to be there on her own.
So here I am, back in Ipoh to accompany her for 2 days. Don't know if there's anything I can help, besides clearing up the mess the burglars made in my room.

We didn't suffer much loss this time, as compared to the 1st time.
However, both our back doors were literally taken down, by force. Both our door frames were lifted off, by force. It was shocking, because our doors were made out of high tensile steel. Very strong, but the frames were too fragile.
That was how the assholes found their way in.

Took our loose cash, small things here and there, and mum's laptop.

So our damage was just to get things fixed.
And install alarm system which dad has procrastinated since the 1st incident.

I don't know who did this, but I am just glad that they didn't force their way in, when my mum was around. Nevertheless, the headache and mess which they left, was also fucked up now that we have to clear our mess.
Whether they did it, out of poverty or just for some lame reasons, I just want them to know that our family pays a large sum of income taxes every year. If this is not sufficient to cover up your assholes, I don't know why we deserved to be robbed. We worked so hard not to deserve this.