Assalamualaikum Captain

Assalamualaikum Captain
Bad News



Since half an hour ago, he still continued to flinch. Keyla stared straight at the television screen still showing a news story from TV Tokyo Channel.


Both of the girls eyes were very puffy. His nose was flushed like someone else with a cold. It was like he was struck by lightning in the heat of the summer.


Because when he was busy watching the news, suddenly broadcast the latest news about the plane that crashed in the mountains of Seorak, South Korea. The plane belongs to one of the major airlines in China, China Eastern Airlines. The Airbus A350, carrying 200 passengers including the pilot and co-pilot and crew, suffered an engine failure while en route to Changchun, China. China Eastern Airlines and the Gangwon-Korsel-Provincial Government are working together to evacuate.


The news was re-broadcast. At Fukuoka International Airport, dozens of families of victims are arriving for further explanation. Seen from the flat television screen, the crowd was crying and some even fainted. Keyla who saw that, immediately thought of contacting Nayla's parents.


His hand moved to reach the phone that was on the nightstand next to his bed.


But when the square object was within his grasp, he could only fall silent.


Thinking about how he delivered this news to Nayla's parents.


With the sophistication of information technology today, of course, it does not rule out the possibility, this news is also broadcast in Indonesia. But Keyla knew that both of Nayla's parents rarely watched television because of the demands of their work. With a heavy heart, he finally decided to call Bu Wirma - his mother Nayla.


"Assalamualaikum Makci," Keyla said as soon as the phone call was connected. His voice is so hoarse. Make a question from the middle-aged woman across there.


"Macci, Keyla wants to tell you something," now Keyla's crying is back. His tears just escaped so powerless to tell this bad news.


"What's the key? how do you cry?" wirma asked worried about the girl.


"Makci promises ye, don't shock very, Keyla is afraid Macci drop later," said Keyla who unknowingly spoke with a Malaysian accent.


"Dear, what do you want to tell me?"


"The plane that Nayla was riding on fell down Makci" said Keyla quietly interspersed with cries.


Instantly the middle-aged woman across there froze and mute. Keyla's statement seemed to make his world collapse.


He was sitting in front of the lobby of the hospital where he worked. Before receiving the call, he was walking from the poly room to the operating room. Unknowingly he stopped in front of the lobby and now invited the attention of many people because of his crying. The female officers in the lobby immediately swarmed Doctor Wirma and asked her what had happened, but she just continued to cry until she was unconscious.


Soon the medical team was there, transferring Doctor Wirma to the ER ward.


While Keyla called Wirma's name but there was no answer, until a female voice took over the phone and told her that Doctor Wirma had fainted. Keyla's cry grew bigger because she felt guilty. He ended the phone call.


"Keyla, what happened to you?" asked Monica, a foreign student from America who lived next to her room, who entered without permission because she was worried about hearing cries from Keyla and Nayla's room. Monica is familiar with Keyla and Nayla.


The blonde haired girl approached her who was sitting on the bed hugging her knees.


He was so shocked by Keyla's very red face with his swollen eyes.


"what happened to Keyla?" ask Monica again.


Keyla looked at her briefly and directly hugged the girl.


"Nica," Keyla called out Monica's name with their familiar greeting.


"what's key?" monica's hand moved stroking the girl's black sign.


Keyla elaborated on her embrace, "The plane Nayla was riding on fell."


Keyla shook her head. He doesn't know what to do but just wait for news confirmation from the TV and also tell Nayla's parents.


"Come, we're going to the airport now," the girl asked.


Keyla just stared at him, "let's go keeeyyy." Monica is anxious with the girl's softness.


Keyla who can control himself immediately took the instant hijab from the closet and her sling bag. Monica booked a taxi online and the two girls headed straight to the dorm lobby to wait for an invitation.


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Wirma opened her eyes as she felt a hand clasping her hand.


She found --Robbi- - her husband. The two eyes of the middle-aged man looked puffy.


"Mas" said Wirma and immediately embraced her husband.


"ssstt is ma, calm down. We pray for the best for our daughter well," said Robbi hard work. Although actually he is powerless with the fate that befell his beloved daughter.


Wirma was still crying in her arms, "We are waiting for confirmation from the news and key is also well," The woman nodded. "Then tomorrow we will go to Korea. Papa wants to make sure firsthand the state of our daughter," Wirma nodded once again. In reality, surviving a plane crash is rare, but they want to be sure with the authorities to evacuate victims at the scene.


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Black began to color the sky of Fukuoka. Crowds of people still filled the first floor of Fukuoka International Airport. Not far from the entrance, Keyla and Monica stood leaning against the translucent large glass that seemed to be the airport wall.


They are still waiting for the Chinese Eastern airline at the airport to confirm the circumstances of the victims, whether there are survivors or not.


The other victims' families were waiting patiently.


It is seen that the news media crew is also waiting to cover this latest news.


Until finally someone in a suit was seen coming out of the lobby area all the rooms the airline was in.


Media crews and the families of the victims swarmed the man in black. Keyla and Monica are coming.


A flash of camera light began to play the visual senses of the man in the suit who is known to be the manager of the Chinese airline eastern.


"Konbanwa. I am Ryoichi Osamu, the manager of Fukuoka's China Eastern branch and representing our airline's extended family, apologizing profusely to the entire family of the victims for this accident. The Airbus A350 aircraft, carrying 200 passengers, consists of 1 pilot, 2 co-pilots, 12 other crew members and 185 passengers, an engine failure caused the plane to lose control and eventually crash in the mountains of Seorak, South Korea. It has been confirmed by the South Korean military and the Chinese Eastern Gangwon branch of the airline that carried out the evacuation, that there were no survivors of this accident. Half the wreckage of the plane was found charred in flames, it is estimated that the victims were also burned in this incident. Only 10 bodies were found on the tail of the plane that crashed on the west side of the mountain. It has been confirmed that the bodies are 5 Chinese nationals and 5 Fukuoka citizens. For this reason, we deeply apologize to the families of all the victims. And we, as China Eastern Airlines, will bear the burden of compensation for the victims. Arigatou Gozaimasu."


Keyla's body slid to the floor after a brief explanation from the man in the black suit. The media crew swiftly followed in his footsteps that would enter the lobby of the airline area.


Monica quickly propped Keyla's body into her lap. Keyla cried more and more so called Nayla's name. Monica was unable to contain her grief. The two girls were crying among dozens of families.


***to be continued***


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