I woke up in the morning (okay, late morning!) and headed out for breakfast (okay, lunch!). There wasn’t really anything I could do but wait and see if any updates crop up. I couldn’t help the fact that the British newspaper, who flew my aunty Kamarmahtum (Mak Mok) to London to meet her missing aunty the alleged slave Siti Aishah, took to protecting their exclusivity really seriously.
I tried calling up the Malaysian High Commission to find out what was happening but everyone I talked to didn’t know anything. It was only much after lunch time that I decided that I couldn’t wait any longer so I headed to their office to see if I could get any better leads face to face.
As soon as I arrived at the Malaysian High Commission, I met one of the staff and he told me that everyone was out and that Mak Mok and Hishammuddin Rais had came over but had also left. I didn’t know what was going on, but somehow, my gut told me that they were on their way to meet Siti Aishah. Again, I couldn’t do anything but wait. [Click to read the full article at English.AstroAwani.Com]