I have no words to describe what I felt when I heard that screech of the tires and the sound “Thud” coming from the road infront of my house.Seconds later I heard a loud wail.I couldnt bring my self to the door.I felt weak.
All strength inside of me ebbed out.I slumped on the sofa. Dumb stricken. The wailing sound could be heard again.Loud and clear.Then everything quiet down with the last word …maa.
When I went out the moment I got my strength back,nothing was in sight. Jade and Dell was there .But someone was missing.Mok? Mok where are you I called.Could it be Mok just now.
It was 9.00 in the morning when that thud was heard.I was drained out of my enthusiasm to carry out my daily chores. Even breakfast was skipped.Had in mind to call pakli but at this time of the day he would be super busy.In my mind it was Mok .He might have been knocked down by that devil of a driver.Whoever you are.They have built bumps but those reckless drivers speed on recklessly.The other day I was pissed off by a lorry driver who think he was in F1 circuit.Come on , be considerate,You are driving in a neighbourhood full of children and CATS!
It was past twelve when I went to the back of the house to feed Dell and Jade.There under the dilapidated furniture my Mok was sleeping soundly. How relieved I was to see this big cat of ours lazing on the floor.
You are safe MOK! God bless you.Alhamdulillah.