Last Saturday, I was minding my own business when suddenly I heard a loud "Api!!! Tolong!!! Api!!! Tolong!!! .... Being the good Samaritan that I was, I ran outside towards the house which was only 2 doors away from mine, and of all the things I could do, I simply asked, "Api ke?". The lady kinda looked at me, confirmed the fire and continued shouting... which was kinda weird, 'cause unlike me (who was under a panic attack), she only stood there holding her dry-cleaned clothes over her shoulder and just shouted. But she got me feeling panicky alright!
So I ran back into the house, thought of getting a pail of water, but would that help? what if it's too late for that? So I went to the window, thought of shouting out for help, but looking at the people down there having the time of the lives, swimming happily in the pool, having a picnic with their children, no, no, I didn't wanna spoil their day . So again, I ran out towards the burning house, and that same time, more and more people were running with me towards it. Yeah, we all just ran and ran, and you know like, when there's a commotion and you see people
Anyways, by the time all of us, *runners*, were there, the guards were already busy talking on the walkie talkie and some were already busy putting out the fire. So we just stood there and me, being a busybody, went closer towards the house to get a better look. But the smoke was too thick and it was suffocating, so I just left... 'cause I needed to chase after my supervisor back at my office.... and... to save myself should there be another fire .