My Husband My Pilot: Plane Crash Tragedy

Chapters 1. Black Thread

"Kansha, this is a great opportunity! If you can go to Maluku to cover exclusively the marriage between the artist and the minister, this will bring benefits to the company. Our company will not be threatened with bankruptcy anymore.” Said Benny, ARC director. ARC is one of the magazine companies that almost went bankrupt because it was cheated.

Kansha sighed harshly, “Pak, how can. The wedding was held closed.” Sangkal Kansha's.

“Times care about that. What's clear is that if we manage to get the photos and the news. We're gonna be the only news portal that's gonna tell that. And it will definitely bring in big profits.” Said Benny in flames.

“Although we managed to get the news. We will definitely be prosecuted for violating privacy!” exclaim Kansha upset.

“It can be taken care of later. Anyway tomorrow you leave for Maluku and get the news.” stressed Benny.

Kansha wet her lips, Benny is really stubborn! inner Kansha cussing.

“How to?” tanya kansha is out of her mind.

“You can sneak or disguise. It's up to you, the important news was successfully obtained.”

“Why are you insistent? Are they very popular?” kansha was even more upset.

“Of course they are popular. They are being discussed warmly. One, an actress who has catapulted her wings on the international scene. The other, the youngest and youngest minister in Indonesia. They're the perfect couple.” Benny Definitely.

“Just Kansha get their news, or you I fired.” Benny insisted and left.

Kansha clucked then stomped her legs irritated, “Argh!” exciting Kansha.

***

"Are you sure you want to leave?” ask a hijab-wearing woman who is old but still beautiful. Name's Alena.

“Yakin bun's. Alan wants to look at his father Aisyah who fell ill at once—see Aisyah.” Replied the skinny, handsome-looking young man timidly.

Mother Alena smiled understandably, “Remember, do not overdo it. You guys are not yet legal.” Mother reminded me.

“Mother rest easy. Alan still knows the limits of kok.” Alan said soothingly.

“But, how do you feel bad?” said Mother gusar. The reason he asked the readiness of the son who was going to Maluku was because he felt his feelings were not good. I don't know, it's like a hunch.

Alan held the hand of Mother who sat beside him. “Bun, just relax. Alan insyaallah is fine. Origin do’a mother always accompany in every step Alan.” Alan smiled softly.

“Mother will definitely continue to’ you at every step of you.” Mother said stroking the head of her eldest child.

Alan smiled gently then hugged his mother tightly, “Thank you bun.” Alan said sincerely. For him, Mother is the best human being who has loved him with love.

***

Kansha and her friend Nana have arrived at the departure gate. Kansha and Nana were still holding each other as if they were unwilling to part. It seems that Nana also felt a strange feeling.

Nana nods with a lip, “Safe Flight Yes Sasha. Kabinin when it arrives.” Nana.

“Yes, I'll tell you three months later.” Kansha becanda.

“Ih, really 3 months. What do you want to plan to settle?” nana was upset.

Kansha just chuckled and hugged her best friend tightly, “Na, I'm sorry if I was wrong with you. Sorry I like your nicotine, like to make you sprained, even often borrow your money.” Kansha said sadly.

“Ih what the hell, Sha. You say it like you want to say goodbye anywhere. You don't even have nicotine, I can even say same with you.” Answer Nana. I don't know why she feels so bad.

Then Kansha let go of his embrace and took out a savings card in her waist bag that she always carried with her wherever she went. The bag was already like a doraemon bag, that's what Nana called it.

“I've already withdrawn my money here. Here's the rest, fitting my debt to you.” Kansha. Then leave it to Nana.

Nana frowned, “Yeah Sasha, you kayak to who the hell. I'm relaxed in part.” Refuse Nana and hand over the savings card again, but Kansha refuses.

“This anyway my debt has paid off to you huh. Let me go quietly.” Nodding Kansha and directly cramming it into Nana's hands.

Then there was a notice that the plane was about to take off. Kansha hugged her best friend once again. “When I feel my world is beginning to turn around, you're the only place that never leaves. When my parents didn't want me, you still loved me. You were my best friend.”

“Send my regards to Bu Sari and-also my parents huh. Say, I'm asking permission to go.” Bisik Kansha's. Nana nodded, inexplicably her tears fell but was immediately wiped away.

Kansha smiled once again and made a gesture like a respectful one at Nana, “Bye bye Nana.” Pamit Kansha blinked and turned.

Nana also waved her hand as Kansha's steps further away.

Not far from Kansha's place, there was a married couple and a young man hugging.

“I'm leaving bun, yeah. Do’.” Said the man, it was Alan.

Dad patted Alan on the shoulder, “Safe Flight boy. Greetings to Aisyah and family.” Saying Father. Alan nodded.

Alan then moved towards his mother. “Bun, thanks for everything. Sorry Alan can't be a proud son.” Said Alan. Mother smiling haru.

“You are the most beautiful gift God gave us, Lan.” Mommy smiled softly.

Alan smiled then took his arms and kissed the back of his hand reverently. That's where Mother feels a newness that can not be dammed until her tears decay.

After a while, Alan lifted his head and put his hand back. “Alan says yah bun. Assalamu’alaikum.” Pamit Alan's.

“Waalaikum greetings.” Sahur Mommy and Dad. Alan stepped away.