A frightening event...

Today I had a strange experience that could have been a really nasty one. Just before noon I was in the kitchen stirring the granola I was baking when Ice came to me and said,"Ibu, did he come with Bapak (man/father)?" I looked at her and wondered what in the world she was talking about. She looked away from me and repeated the question. So I went around the corner and just about walked into a guy standing there in my living room! I assumed that he had just entered the house, however, I was wrong. Ice had been cleaning in my bathroom when she felt an odd sensation that she usually feels when someone is trying to get into her house. So she stealthily exited my bedroom and suddenly there in Mikah's room (which is on the far end of the house away from the front door) was a guy looking through her desk drawers. Ice remained calm and simply asked him what he wanted. He replied that he wanted Bapak and Ibu. She managed to get him to walk down the hall (although she said he did bump into the wall alerting her to the fact that he was intoxicated). She was afraid that he would run away so she kept near him while allerting me to his presence. I asked him what he wanted and he mumbled something about having a need as his dad is sick. (His Dad actually died many years ago and is a former MAF employee) I escorted him outside where Ice told me that he had been looking in Mikah's room. I asked him if he took anything and he said he didn't. He did have a Bible in his hand, not sure why... I calmly told him that it was not cool to just go into people's houses and that normally one would call the police if someone strange was in their home. I told him that he should go home and sleep and if he needed something to go to his relatives. During this whole event I had no idea of his identity. It was only afterwards when I questioned Ice about him that I figured out who he was. A nasty guy who's sister worked for our friends in Nabire. He had kicked her out of their mother's house (just down the road from here) in spite of the fact that she gave him money and she continued to give him money even when she moved to Nabire with our friends! Thankfully, he was too intoxicated to be violent and thankfully he did not manage to take anything. You may wonder why I did not call the police. Well, had I done that, I would have had to try and keep the guy at my house until they came and then have to deal with the police. In addition, the police most likely would just arrest him, beat him, throw him into jail until he sobered up and then let him go. I don't see any good coming from that either. However, apparently we are supposed to go to his family and tell them about this. But I know that he has already caused his mother and sisters so much grief that I'm not sure I want to add to it.
As I am writing this, Hugo is installing a second slide-lock on our front door and I will now be more vigilant than ever about locking it. Thank God nothing bad happened. However it does leave me feeling rather uneasy in my own home. Not such a nice thing...