My Husband My Pilot: Plane Crash Tragedy

Chapters 10. Answer One Question

"Alane! It's been a month but no one has found us yet.” Complain Kansha. He's really fed up. During this one month, he had only worn the same clothes. Imagine how shabby and smelly his shirt is now.

Alan sighed softly, he also wanted to get out of this island immediately. Hope began to erode in his heart. But he did not deny for a long time he felt at home too. On this island only with Kansha.

“Sabar. When the time comes, we will be safe.” Alan said as he was.

“Yes but until when? I'm really sick of this shirt I'm wearing.” whine Kansha.

Alan turned to look at Kansha who was still tickling, “So you want how? Want to wear clothes from the leaves and roots of trees, so as to be a native caveman?”

Kansha shook her head, “No Yes. It's delicious.” Reject Kansha does not like. Alan just chuckled.

“Ya is patient yes.” Alan said softly.

Kansha was silent without responding. He actually has started to be comfortable on this island— of course because with Alan. On this island, he could forget all the burdens he had borne. Can run around freely, can scream as he likes, can see stars and the moon that look bright in the clear night sky— of course when with Alan.

Kansha is also still not ready when they have survived and returned, will Alan and himself still be able to meet? While Alan already has a potential wife who may currently still be faithful waiting for Alan. Kansha is not ready to experience that. But with the clothes she was wearing worn out and shabby, Kansha was completely fed up.

Their wounds also slowly dried up and healed. Kansha wishes that it had not become a secondhand. But even if imprinted, let it be one of the silent witnesses of his memories with Alan.

Traffic questions flashed on her pretty head, “Alan.” Call Kansha.

Alan turned his head, “What's up?” ask Alan.

“Why suddenly ask like that?” asked Alan astonished.

“Jawab only.” Kansha.

Alan looks bright on the clear horizon above him, “Islam in my opinion is a favor.” Alan's topping is brief. The sound of waves crashing his words.

“Means?”

“Islam is a blessing given by Allah SWT to his servant. Islam has its roots from the words “Aslama” , “Yuslimu” and ”islaaman” which means submissive, obedient and safe. Islam means total submission and submission to Allah. A person who is Muslim means he resigned and submissive to the teachings of Islam. A Muslim means he must also be able to save himself, as well as save others. Not quite safe but also save.”

“Islam was brought by Prophet Muhammad SAW for mankind in order to live happily in the world and the hereafter. The core of his teachings is the pillars of Islam. Testify that there is no god but Allah and the prophet Muhammad is the messenger of Allah, giving prayers, zakat, fasting in Ramadan and going on Hajj if possible.”

“Islam came to earth to build people in peace with total submission to Allah SWT, so that people who are Muslim will prioritize peace on themselves and others. Also the safety of yourself and the safety of others as well.”

Alan's explanation made Kansha feel strange. For some reason, every time Alan saw worship or explained about Islam, Kansha was always like this. His chest felt tight but Kansha was not kapok. He was addicted to hearing Alan's voice about glorifying his God.

Alan smiled at Kansha's reaction. Alan hoped that Kansha could be knocked on the door of his heart to embrace Islam. So Alan always tried to enlighten Kansha little by little. Alan only wanted to call for the teachings of Islam. It's up to Kansha's decision. Alan did not insist that Kansha still did not want to become a Muslim. Islam is a non-forceful religion.

Kansha then asked again, “Alan, after we survived later. Can we meet?”

To Kansha's question just now, this time Alan just fell silent unable to answer.