I guess I wasn’t the only person eager to know the fate of Mr. K’s bag, eh? Well, sorry I took so long to continue. Have been super duper busy lately.
So what happened when Mr. K reached Subang Perdana police station?
He saw the bag and it definitely looked like his!
Ooops, don’t get excited yet. It looked like his. It might not be his. American Tourister surely produced more than one bag with the same design. The bag could belong to anyone.
It wasn’t easy to convince the police that he was the rightful owner. They asked him to describe the things he put inside the bag. So he did, fortunately he remembered what they are because he did the packing (and repacking of his wife’s stuffs). Satisfied with his description, the police opened the bag. Bingo, the stuffs matched his description perfectly!
So how did the bag travel all the way from KLIA to Subang Perdana?
Apparently a guy saw the bag being left behind and took it with him, with the intention of returning it. But without any info of the owner, how could he? He lived in Subang Perdana, so he took the bag to the nearest police station. He told them that he found the bag at KLIA and he wanted to return it. He intended to open the bag to find some info about the owner, but he wanted the police to be his witness.
The police took the guy’s details and told him to leave the bag there. They called KLIA police station and asked if there was any report of a missing bag. True enough, the bag matched the description of Mr. K’s bag. Thus they called Mr. K and asked him to come over to Subang Perdana police station to check it out.
Mr. K was so happy that he found his brand new bag with all the brand new goods he bought throughout the trip. His wife would get back her SK II and other things too. His son would get back his favourite casual bag. Mr. K himself bought a lot of nice chocolates in Jakarta that he put in the bag - he gave them all to the police as a token of appreciation. Thus no chocolates for us the officemates :-p
Well, forget about chocolates, we were just happy to know that he found his bag. The incident had a lot of significance to Mr. K and everyone around him – about what to do when you lose your thing, about regaining confidence in the police force, about honest people still exist in this country, about having faith etc.
It took just one simple incident to make us learn a lot.
Life is indeed amazing!
P.S.: Mr. K did contact the good samaritan who returned his bag, but the guy (the good samaritan) was too busy to meet him (Mr.K). All said and done, may God bless his kind soul.