K&K (Taste Features)
2. The Grief of the Whole Country
"A Kencana Air flight RQ30144 from Jakarta-Indonesia to Sydney-Australia has exploded after losing contact for twenty minutes at three in the afternoon local time. As many as two hundred passengers on board are still unknown their condition. The joint Indonesian and Australian SAR teams are trying to find the victims and collect the wreckage,” The bespectacled newsreader looks tense and concerned.
The television screen changed from a studio where newsreaders were to the atmosphere of Sydney Kingsford Smith airport, where families and relatives waited for information about the victims. A report from a reporter at Sydney Kingsford Smith airport.
Mr. Bagas was reading a newspaper in the living room. Where a large flat television attached to the wall is on. Hearing the news on television, his attention was distracted. He immediately increased the volume of the television after his left hand placed the newspaper and his right hand fixed the position of his thick glasses.
His hands were shaking, still holding the remote control.
The plane that crashed was the plane that his daughter was on!
“Mama!!” he shouted at the wife who was busy dressing up after bathing.
The wife who heard her husband's screams, immediately accelerated the bustle in front of the mirror, went towards Mr. Bagas, fulfilling the husband's call.
Soon, however, the house phone rang. The wife turned her footsteps to the other room to pick up the phone first, before approaching her husband.
“Halo.”
“Halo, is this Kirana Badar family passenger Kencana Air flight number RQ30144 from Jakarta-Indonesia to Sydney-Australia?"
“Iya true.”
“Opardon us from the management of Kencana Air inform if Kencana Air RQ30144 plane is in an accident. We hope that the mother or family of the victim can go to Soekarno-Hatta airport now to verify the data and..” has not finished the sentence from across, immediately the phone fell from the hands of the oval-faced woman.
Heart melos. Piteously. It was as if there was a gaping hole in his soul.
He had no idea why the crystal-clear circles hung on both his eyeballs. However, everything suddenly became dark, silent, foreign to lose balance and fell unconscious.
“ Hello.halo bu. Hello...” voices crossed appear worried.
***
The oval-faced woman opened her eyes. The ceiling of the room was familiar to him. It's just that he feels his home atmosphere is a little different. It was as if a dark cloud was residing on the ceiling of the room and ambushed the entire corner of the house.
In front of him all the families seemed to sob.
Her husband, sitting in the corner of the room with his head down, looked devastated. His second son was crying loudly right next to him. A maid with gray hair, sewn her legs while continuing as she pleased.
The mother-in-law recited do’a and did not stop throwing snot so as to produce mountains of tissue. His sister and brother-in-law bowed sadly, standing at the door. They're silent. Wandering in a direction that goes somewhere with a chaotic mind that does not know the direction.
The woman's forehead shriveled. He forgot how long sleep suddenly “Kirana.. where Kirana now?” tanyanya confusion.
The figure he had just called was very eager to be met right now. Either because in his room he felt that his family members were incomplete, or because he remembered a strange phone call that he thought was like a nightmare? He just wanted to meet Kirana, that's all!
He started to get out of bed.
“Mama..aircraft sister. They said.they said it was likely that none of them survived.” The second child hugged his mother, unable to convey the same strange bitter news as his dream just now.
“Neg.it's impossible. Kirana must have arrived in Australia, she's probably on her way to the hotel. Mama should keep calling him.” The woman took off her child's arms and threw a blanket that covered part of her body.
He ran out looking for his cell phone.
“Where is mama's phone? Who brought it?” the woman screamed half angry. Everyone is reluctant to give an answer.
Upset only to see his family wailing and crying, he grabbed his sister's bag and picked up a touchscreen phone. He searches for Kirana's name in his sister's cell phone contact. He just got a mailbox response.
“Ah...why is the network so ugly?”
“Mbak..we should go to the airport now. We find out and wait for info,” said the sister.
“What to do to the airport? Kirana is fine. He is on break at the hotel now,” snapped the woman and is still trying to contact her daughter.
The television, which had been lit up in his room, now featured headlines about the plane crash.
“. The cause of the plane's explosion is still uncertain. Because the SAR team is also conducting a blackbox search. Soekarno-Hatta Airport is now beginning to be filled by the families of victims to confirm the victims,” Sounded the voice of news readers very clearly filled the entire room.
The woman's hand trembled. His sister's phone fell down until the battery and casing came off and scattered.
“It's impossible. Kirana must have survived. Kirana we're fine. Maybe it's another plane.” The woman's lips were shaking. He shook his head repeatedly. Not accepting the heartbreaking reality.
The mother-in-law tried to get closer, wanting to hug her, but when the new mother-in-law held onto her shoulder, the woman immediately brushed aside violently. The mother-in-law was surprised, but she later understood the condition of her daughter-in-law. He was silent in front of the daughter-in-law whose breathing was up and down.
“Already, Ma. It was Kirana's plane. We better go to the airport now,” reprimanded the husband who was standing in the doorway.
The woman looked at her husband's face. She couldn't believe that her husband wouldn't support her this time. Her eyes were teary, a second later she ran crying hysterically in her husband's arms.
***
The airport was packed with families of victims in one corner. The Kencana Air RQ30144 plane crash information post is almost invisible because it has been crowded with people who are overwhelmed with sadness, anxiety, curiosity and anger towards the airline.
Bu Sita saw the horror of the cries of the family of the victim who later fell unconscious. It was 03:00 wib. The accident, thirty-six hours ago, had produced a painful result. The combination of the Indonesia-Australia SAR team is very responsive and deft.
Moreover, the sophisticated equipment used by the Australian SAR team greatly helped the discovery of the victim's body pieces and some items belonging to the victim who had not been identified by the owner. The wreckage of the plane was completely destroyed by the fierce explosion in the air. Some of the items and bodies of the victims found were still left because they were thrown away from the hole of the fuselage crack that made them scatter out before hitting the sea.
Bu Sita sat on the boat by his sister. The father-in-law and son both looked tired. Her husband and sister-in-law are already heading for the information section. Not long after they returned with a gloomy face.
“Where, Pa? Kirana's okay, right? He survived, Kan?” bu Sita asked a hopeful question.
“Six victims have been found, but their identities are not known. Most of them are still in search. All will be confirmed to us if the DNA matches Kirana.” Mr. Bagas recounted calmly despite the lack of detail. He should use the word ‘jasad’ behind two words ‘pieces body’.
It would be terrible if he told his wife the six parts of the body. The six parts are still unknown whether they belong to one person or belong to two, three, four or six people at once?
Bu Sita breathed a sigh of relief. He couldn't hear if his daughter's name was on the death list. That means he also hopes that the DNA on the body of the victim found never matches the DNA of his family.
Although forever.
“We do’a only. Maybe Kirana survived and somehow there is where she is now,” Bagas sir comforted, although he himself was pessimistic half-dead. Everyone nodded in agreement. At least they're not getting any heartbreaking news about Kirana's death, right now.
Kirana's family will depart the airport just as a tall man grazing the information section is jostling with the others.
“Is there a victim alive?”
“We don't know for sure. Only six parts of the victim's body have been found to be incomplete and unidentified. We will confirm if you can provide a description of the characteristics of the victim when before leaving as well as the hair or nails of the victim's family to match his DNA, he said,” said the officer while providing a form for the families of the victims of the accident.
The man grabbed the form and filled it out immediately. However, he could not give up his hair or nails because his DNA would not match. He was not bloodless with the girl he was looking for. He had to contact the girl's parents in order to send her their hair or nails in order to match her DNA. As with the Kirana family, the man also hopes to never be confirmed for the DNA match, so that means his fiance is still alive and you are in good condition.
***
Kirana is still floating in the vast ocean since three hours ago the plane he was riding beratraksi in free air. A buoy and some plane debris saved him, so he could survive along with a splash of saltwater.
His skin began to wrinkle.
His feet even began to numb. The corners of his eyes twitched.
Silent.
The water-tips that now at least comforted him from the silence and helplessness opened his eyes. A flash of memory stopped in his mind amidst his dying condition.
“Pa, Kirana to Australia.” Kirana embraces the arms of the papa while accompanying jogging around the housing.
“What's up?”
“Kirana wants solo there. Kak Kezia, recommends Kirana join the spring stage show with the group as a guest.”
“Wah, Very Great. Congratulations, dear. Papa proud. When to leave?” papa hugged and kissed her forehead.
“Next week,”
“Ah, unfortunately papa has to be therapeutic. Do you need your mama or Citra nemenin to Australia?”
“Kirana is not a child to travel with, Pa. Mama is working. The image must also be the school. Not pa-pa. Kirana can be alone. Go with a group. After all, just as a guest. Unless Kirana's concert is exclusively accompanied by orchestral music for the spring event at Juilliard later, you must attend as well.”
“Hahaha..but this also boasts,” Papa's laughter boomed.
***
“Kak, don't forget his souvenirs yes!” pinta Citra after hugging her brother. Kirana nodded.
“Iya. Kangaroo life I pouch for a little,” said Kirana followed by her sister's laughter.
“Be careful, baby. If you have arrived at the airport immediately contact mama.” Ms. Sita kissed Kirana.
“Papa will soon make your return party later. So, you have to perform at your best.” Papa pats Kirana on the shoulder.
Kirana smiled broadly. He was dragging a suitcase with a wave of family hands. The smiles of mom, dad and my dear sister are still lingering in his mind.
Kirana felt intense dizziness and nausea. Both of his legs were completely numb now. His skin is wrinkled pale. He opened his eyes slowly.
Darkened.
No lights at all. The moon is covered in clouds. The stars are not so visible. Kirana realized she was floating in the middle of the ocean.
“Mama..papa..” weaned calling.
But, no one will hear it. He could only hope for the buoys and debris of the plane that saved him, to bring him to the edge. Kirana tried to move but she was too weak.
His body began to shiver with cold.
Hypothermia.
Stomach ringing. He forgot the last time he ate and it made him feel hungry. Kirana reduced her hunger by drinking sea water, but it made her throat even drier and thirstier. He couldn't move, just breathe. If he could choose, he would rather die than die with no one by his side. What power, he does not want to die now, not at this time in the middle of the deserted sea. It floated for more than ten hours!
***
