My worst nightmare came true when Ilyas went missing at Angsana Shopping Centre over at Johor. One moment he was with me in the shop, and the next moment he was gone. I ran around the store calling out his name. No answer. My heart dropped into the pitt of my stomach. Too many 'what ifs' flooded my head. It was so nerve wrecking. Dah start menangis pun. Words cannot describe my desperateness. Alerted my mum who was in the store too. Dia pun panicked. I ran and out of the store calling out his name. Hubby joined the search. Told me not to panic and calm down. How to???!!! My son was missing!!! When I saw my dad in another department of the store, I was already babbling like a mad woman. Asked him if he'd seen Ilyas. Ilyas WAS with him! That boy was standing infront of a mirror making funny faces; Didn't understand what the commotion was about. There his Ibu in tears relating to his Yayi that he had gone missing. And his Ayah and Nenek weaving in and out of the aisle calling out his name. He must have thought it was a game. Anak, anak...tsk..tsk.. more grey hair. I was extremely exhausted after the ordeal. Hilang mood nak shopping.
Now i understand why some parents use a 'child leash' on their kids when they are out in the public.
