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Pete and Safora ran back to their house as fast as they could. They went inside the house and Pete locked the door. He switched on the lights in the dining room and turned towards his sister.

“What an adventure,” said Pete excitedly. “But it’s a sad thing that we could not get to hear more of their secret plans. Safora, please contact Mic and tell him what happened while I prepare something for us to eat.”

Safora sat on her favourite chair and took out her phone. She sent Mic a message telling him that they were already back home and that he could now go to bed. She also told him that she forgot to silence her phone and that it made a loud beeping sound at the beach.

Meanwhile in the kitchen, Pete took out some cheese and bread and prepared some sandwiches for both of them. After eating their delicious supper, they went to bed. They both slept well, dreaming about solving the mystery. In Pete’s dream, he met a big fat giant and the giant shook him until he could not breath. Then he heard a familiar voice calling his name, it was his mother trying to wake him up.

“Pete, wake up! It is already 10 o’clock, ” said her mother.

Pete woke up with a surprise.

“It is already 10 o’clock?” he asked. “How can I be so sleepy and did not hear my alarm clock ringing,” he continued.

“Did you slept well last night?” asked his mother. “Or did you stayed up late?”

Pete got up from his bed and rushed to the bathroom to take a bath. After eating his breakfast, he ran to Mic’s house with Safora. The four of them discussed about what had happened last night.

“I’ve sent the information to the police chief,” said Mic. “He said that he will go to the gang’s headquarters this morning. I think we too should go there and check out the place. How about asking the milkman if we can help him deliver milk at that location? By the way, the milkman is really late today. Normally he comes very early.”

“Good idea,” said Reen. “A very good idea, indeed. I think I should go there with Pete and I could use my blue and green wagon to carry the milk.”

“And here comes the milkman,” said Mic. “Let’s ask him if we can deliver the milk to the headquarters.”

“Hello, Mr. Milkman. Can we help you deliver these milk, please?” asked Reen.

“Well,sure!” answered the milkman. “I am almost done, there are only a few more houses left. And here are the addresses. Just be careful and don’t break the bottles. I shall be at my house, at number 611 on 505 Street. It is just around the corner. You’ll just send me back the crates and there will be rewards for you.”

“Thank you, sir, ” said Pete as he put the crates into Reen’s wagon.

“He is XYZ!” said Pete in a low voice. “That milkman is XYZ! His face, his voice and where he lives! I just can’t believe it. So, he lives at the the thieves’ headquarters. Take notice of each people in the house when we send these crates. Man! I just can’t believe it. If we see Miss Nyla’s door, we’ll call the police chief. Mic and Safora, please call the police chief if Reen and I are not back or if you hear nothing from us after an hour.”

They said good bye and the two boys walked to Miss Nyla’s house, the next house was her German neighbour, Mr. Polst and then to their friend, Neick’s house, After that they delivered the milk to Mr. Raldo’s house and to a few more houses before walking all the way to house number 611 on 505 Street.

“Take notice of their faces and everything inside the house, Reen,” whispered Pete as they walked to the house. When they reached the house, Pete rang the door bell and XYZ opened the door.

“Well, well,” said XYZ with a big grin. “Please come in.”

As soon as they were inside the house, he locked the door and clapped his hands.

“It seems like you have fallen into my trap!” he said.

Then both of them were surrounded by the gang members. They took out a long rope and tied up the boys’ hands and legs.

“Now you are going to be punished for spying on us,” said XYZ.

“I wasn’t spying!” said Reen. “I was sleeping at home. It was Pete who was sp….”

Before Reen could finish his sentence, XYZ covered Reen’s mouth with duct tape and then did the same to Pete. Soon they heard the door bell. As XYZ stood up to open the door, he accidentally dropped his phone.

“Our pizzas are here,” announced XYZ as he brought in a few big boxes of tasty smelling pizzas.

“Stay there and do not try to get away,” shouted a fat, bald man in a fierce voice from the dinning table.

The whole gang sat at the dinning table and started eating their tasty pizzas without realizing that Pete had managed to pick up XYZ’s phone which was on the floor not far from where Pete was tied up. The gang members were talking to each other noisily while enjoying their pizzas. Pete who was familiar with that type of hand phone tried to send a message to Safora.

He could not type properly as he could not see the phone keys for his hands were tied up behind his back, so he could not see the phone keys. At Mic’s house, Mic and Safora were very worried because Pete and Reen were gone for nearly an hour and they still heard nothing from them. Suddenly Safora heard her phone ringing. She took it up and saw a funny message from an unknown phone number.

“Sfor! Its pte hre. i’m kinapd. athq of enmy cll plice? I wonder who sent this weird message,” said Safora.

Mic took the phone and tried to read the message.

“Safora, I think it is from Pete, trying to tell us that he was kidnapped and wants us to call the police.”

Safora quickly called the police chief and told him what happened. The police chief told her not to worry because he had almost reach the house. After that, Safora and Mic rushed to the gang’s headquarters and when they reached the house, they saw the police chief ringing the door bell.

Someone opened the door thinking it was a pizza man as they had ordered more pizzas. The police chief went inside the house followed by a few policemen. Some of the gang members ran outside from the windows and the kitchen door not knowing that the police had already surrounded the house. Anyway one of them managed to escape and ran away toward the woods.

>>> To Be Continued <<<

Friday, 13/2/09 was my birthday.

I celebrated my birthday on 11/2/09 and 13/2/09.

On the 11th February 2009 I celebrated my birthday in Kuala Lumpur.

I had a pizza birthday party with my parents and sisters.

I was very happy because I also got lots and lots of birthday presents.

I also got some birthday cards.

On the 13th February I celebrated my birthday at Nenek’s house in Kuala Terengganu.

I celebrated my birthday on the 13th February with my grandparents, my parents, my sisters and Nenek’s shop’s staffs.

Nenek’s shop is Alam Akademik.

It is a book shop.

We had a nasi minyak birthday party.

I wish I will get an earphone for my birthday.

Pete and Safora ran back to their house as fast as they could. They went inside the house and Pete locked the door. He switched on the lights in the dining room and turned towards his sister.

“What an adventure,” said Pete excitedly. “But it’s a sad thing that we could not get to hear more of their secret plans. Safora, please contact Mic and tell him what happened while I prepare something for us to eat.”

Safora sat on her favourite chair and took out her phone. She sent Mic a message telling him that they were already back home and that he could now go to bed. She also told him that she forgot to silence her phone and that it made a loud beeping sound at the beach.

“Pete, wake up! It is already 10 o’clock, ” said her mother.

Pete woke up with a surprise.

“It is already 10 o’clock?” he asked. “How can I be so sleepy and did not hear my alarm clock ringing,” he continued.

“Did you slept well last night?” asked his mother. “Or did you stayed up late?”

Pete got up from his bed and rushed to the bathroom to take a bath. After eating his breakfast, he ran to Mic’s house with Safora. The four of them discussed about what had happened last night.

“Good idea,” said Reen. “A very good idea, indeed. I think I should go there with Pete and I could use my blue and green wagon to carry the milk.”

“And here comes the milkman,” said Mic. “Let’s ask him if we can deliver the milk to the headquarters.”

“Hello, Mr. Milkman. Can we help you deliver these milk, please?” asked Reen.

“Thank you, sir, ” said Pete as he put the crates into Reen’s wagon.

“Take notice of their faces and everything inside the house, Reen,” whispered Pete as they walked to the house. When they reached the house, Pete rang the door bell and XYZ opened the door.

“Well, well,” said XYZ with a big grin. “Please come in.”

As soon as they were inside the house, he locked the door and clapped his hands.

“It seems like you have fallen into my trap!” he said.

Then both of them were surrounded by the gang members. They took out a long rope and tied up the boys’ hands and legs.

“Now you are going to be punished for spying on us,” said XYZ.

“I wasn’t spying!” said Reen. “I was sleeping at home. It was Pete who was sp….”

Before Reen could finish his sentence, XYZ covered Reen’s mouth with duct tape and then did the same to Pete. Soon they heard the door bell. As XYZ stood up to open the door, he accidentally dropped his phone.

“Our pizzas are here,” announced XYZ as he brought in a few big boxes of tasty smelling pizzas.

“Stay there and do not try to get away,” shouted a fat, bald man in a fierce voice from the dinning table.

“Sfor! Its pte hre. i’m kinapd. athq of enmy cll plice? I wonder who sent this weird message,” said Safora.

Mic took the phone and tried to read the message.

“Safora, I think it is from Pete, trying to tell us that he was kidnapped and wants us to call the police.”

Safora quickly called the police chief and told him what happened. The police chief told her not to worry because he had almost reach the house. After that, Safora and Mic rushed to the gang’s headquarters and when they reached the house, they saw the police chief ringing the door bell.

>>> To Be Continued <<<

Friday, 13/2/09 was my birthday.

I celebrated my birthday on 11/2/09 and 13/2/09.

On the 11th February 2009 I celebrated my birthday in Kuala Lumpur.

I had a pizza birthday party with my parents and sisters.

I was very happy because I also got lots and lots of birthday presents.

I also got some birthday cards.

On the 13th February I celebrated my birthday at Nenek’s house in Kuala Terengganu.

I celebrated my birthday on the 13th February with my grandparents, my parents, my sisters and Nenek’s shop’s staffs.

Nenek’s shop is Alam Akademik.

It is a book shop.

We had a nasi minyak birthday party.

I wish I will get an earphone for my birthday.

Today is November 6, 2008.

It is Kashah’s birthday.

Today Kashah is 11 years old.

I like Kashah’s birthday.

We ate pizza for dinner.

I like pizza.

Kashah got a lot of birthday presents.

Kafah and I got some presents too.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY, KASHAH!