Loving My Raised Mother

Irrespective

"Yes right, it has brought angkot only which is clearly on the mainland and will help a lot if there is something unwanted" said another.

"This is not the time to blame anyone. It's clear beyond the bad weather, Father, Mother. Brother and Mother, we should pray that God will do wonders and we will be saved!" the voice of a flight attendant was very soft.

Finally they did not blame each other anymore, only the sound of people who were glorified, berkbir. And tahlil only.

Failing to land the plane, really make the crew's head not only anxious, but, panic with existing conditions but also hot as if boiling with the words of those who are impatient and blame the pilot as the person responsible for controlling a plane.

"We beg you please, please father, Mother calm down and continue to pray. Because you're not the only ones who are scared, including us. The crew and of course the pilots are certainly responsible for this" said Sultan and the flight attendants continue to try to calm down.

Arya and the rest of the crew are anxious to land and survive. The weather is still unchanged, dark and the rain is still flushing and the fog is getting thickened.

"O Allah .I take refuge in you from all these dangers. Give us a chance to live a better life, save us, O God." The heart of Arya is full of prayer.

"Allahuakbar, Allahuakbar. Lahaula walakuwata ilabillah." Takbir continued to echo from the lips of Arya and her partner.

But after some time through stressful conditions, the plane that returned to hover in space was controlled as well. Now the airframe has approached the area of the airport that was abandoned. Slowly come down and finally land perfectly on that vast runway.

Finally all could breathe a sigh of relief and give thanks with all his almighty greatness. Having brought the plane and its contents on the runway, there is a person who immediately prostrated thanks because apart from the tense moments of the brain and body at some time before.

All are saved nothing less, all give thanks for the existence of the creator of nature and its contents. The panic period has passed and everyone immediately came out even though heavy rain was still flushing the place around.

Arya who happens to always be juxtaposed with the captain Vishnu, can finally breathe a sigh of relief despite the shock so enveloped his heart and mind. Behind gratitude and happiness has landed safely. Still the feeling of anxiety is still whack, not imagined if something happens that is not desirable.

Arya and Vishnu fell silent on the spot, his body squeezing. After passing through the incident. How not to high level shock? the safety of about 143 lives was in the hands of both of them.

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Degh's!

Fatma was reminded of Arya who was her activity as a pilot. Fatma was stunned by the man's thoughts, her face suddenly pale Paseh, visibly riled up. Restless, worried about the man for nothing.

Either consciously or not, Fatma muttered. "Jalan Pak, to Halim airport huh?"

Mr. Harlan was astonished to ask what would it be like to go there? what's up there? but did not dare to ask, seeing the look on the face of the employer who was so anxious.

Mr. Harlan just did the car at medium speed to the airport as requested by the employer. Without many words he wanted to ask, only the sound of the engine from the car was heard and the sound of the engine from other vehicles.

Along the way, Fatma was just dumbfounded, looking out the window with a blank look. From his face looks very agitated.

"Hopefully Arya's fine." Inner Fatma, he kept his thoughts on Arya considering the news and Arya's phone could not be contacted at all. Fatma felt anxious.

Upon arrival at the airport, Fatma rushed down. Half ran into the airport. His eyes looked for the whereabouts of the man he was worried about.

At the airport bustling with people picking up relatives, his brother was full of hariu. Some hysterically give thanks that they have survived.

Netra eyes Fatma continues to look for the figure of the man she was looking for but from the crowd he did not find any crew such as flight attendants and flight attendants. Especially pilots.

Make Fatma's heart wonder, where are they? Fatma's gaze continued to sweep the place around while carrying her steps aimlessly. His eyes and heart continue to search when they can be found.

"Where is he?" he muttered and tried the phone but still the results were nil. Not active. "Still inactive?" Huuh ... exhaled her many times through her mouth.

"Where the hell is it?" Fatma continues to monologue herself. Until finally Fatma felt desperate, with a heart that continues to be agitated. Was-was, anxious churned in the heart. Fatma took her careless steps towards the parking lot, daydreaming. Fatma's troubled mind tormented remembering her who was somehow her figure ....