My Husband My Pilot: Plane Crash Tragedy

Chapters 109.

As soon as Aura closed the phone, she froze.the news of her father's death made her shocked and unable to think clearly.

What will he do after?

Alvaro who saw Aura just froze instantly approached.

“Aura, are you okay?” ask Alvaro to worry.

Aura looked at Alvaro in a daze, “So the police informed him that my father was involved in an accident and died on the spot, right?”

Alvaro was silent, he did not know what to answer.

Aura understood the meaning of Alvaro's inertia. He immediately sat down with a lunglai. Alvaro could not hold his body.

“Aura,” says Alvaro is more anxious.

“He went. And I'm really alone.” Sluggishly.

Alvaro became unable to bear to see that fragile-looking Aura. Although the woman did not cry, but she knew that Aura was feeling very sad. The girl had a strong mentality.

“We confirm the truth to the hospital.” Take Alvaro slowly.

Aura shook her head, “I don't want.”

“Why?” ask Alvaro confused.

“It was enough that I witnessed my mother's departure, now not with my father. I can't afford to go there and face the fact that I'm really alone.” Said Aura.

Alvaro sighed softly, he then rubbed Aura's shoulder, “You are not alone. I will accompany you there.”

***

Alvaro leads Aura to the hospital where her father's body lies. In front of the ER, there are already several traffic police who are talking to an eyewitness. Once aware of the presence of Aura and Alvaro, the policemen immediately approached him.

“You're Mr Hans' family?” ask one of the police.

Aura did not reply, she just stared straight up until Alvaro answered her.

“Women next to me are her biological daughters.” Reply Alvaro glanced at Aura.

“Ah so.” The policeman nodded. “This must have been very surprising to his daughter.” He continued to feel empathy for Aura.

“Oh yes, where is Mr Hans' body?” ask Alvaro carefully.

“Jasad Pak Hans is still in the ER room. The time of his death was around 12.40.” the police said. The aura that heard it could only close its eyes. He's back to reality.

“You want to see it?” alvaro asked Aura.

Aura shook her head, “Not now.” Reply Aura lirih. Alvaro nodded.

“Actually how is the chronology of the accident?” alvaro looked back at the policeman.

“According to eyewitnesses at the scene, the car Mr. Hans was driving violated road traffic. The victim broke the red light and the fateful moment there was a truck driving in the opposite direction. Mr. Hans did not have time to dodge and finally there was a fairly violent collision. Then Mr. Hans was pronounced dead on the spot.” Obviously the police.

Alvaro returned Aura to see his reaction. However Aura only fell silent with her eyes closed. Alvaro looked back at the police.

“Then what about that truck driver? Are there any other fatalities?” ask Alvaro.

“Luckily the victim who was one truck driver and another only suffered broken bones and injuries around his face. But even so the victims' families want to ask for losses due to this.”

“They won't take this to the legal path right? Because the defendant is dead.” Alvaro.

“They only ask for money for hospital treatment and damage to the front body of the truck that hit the car Mr. Hans.”

“Then-“ Alvaro did not finish his speech, because Aura first cut him off.

“I will provide very large compensation for the families of the victims including the witnesses who saw this incident. On condition that do not let the news about my papa who violated traffic signs spread to the public.” Pungkas Aura's.

“Aura, you want to bribe them?” alvaro whisper.

“It wasn't a bribe. Besides my father who is guilty, we should have compensated. I just ask not to let this leak to the public or our company reputation will be destroyed.” Flat Aura.

“To all the police who have worked hard to save my father, I will also compensate you as long as you keep your mouth shut about this incident.” continued Aura staring at the police in front of him.

The policeman hesitantly nodded.

“Now, I want to see my papa's body.”

***

Kansha was sitting on her knees in her apartment. After the funeral, Kansha locked herself in her apartment. He didn't come out at all even though it was just to fill the stomach. The woman just kept quiet with a glare.

Drrt

Phone's vibrating. Kansha lethargicly picked up her phone that was beside her body. Apparently there was a call from Alan on his screen. Kansha was silent enough to stare at the screen until she finally pressed the green button.

“Halo.” Kansha said slowly.

“Kansha? are you busy?” ask Alan.

“Slightly. What's up?” ask Kansha.

But across the phone, Alan seemed to frown his forehead. He felt something unusual about Kansha's tone.

“You okay?” alan asked a little worried.

Kansha nodded slowly, “I'm just exhausted.” Honest reply. He was exhausted from crying constantly.

On the phone, Alan was heard sighing in relief. At least Kansha is okay. He's just exhausted. Alan was afraid something might happen to him.

“You've eaten?” ask Alan.

Kansha now shakes her head, “I'm not too hungry.” Resist.

“Don't say it like that. I'll go to your place, we'll have lunch together.” Barren Alan.

Kansha was silent for a while and would not say yes, “I'm in the apartment. I'll send you the address.”

***

Tong

The sound of a bell was heard in the apartment of Kansha. Kansha was heading straight for the door. He opened the door and there was Alan standing in front of him with two hands holding up a bag full of groceries.

“Kajut—“ Alan suddenly stopped saying and instead immediately turned anxious. “What's with your face? You sick?” alan asked, putting the groceries on the floor and approaching Kansha.

Kansha slightly smiled, “I'm fine.” Kansha nodded.

Alan put the back of his hand on Kansha's forehead, “You have a little fever.” Exclaims.

Kansha brushed aside Alan's hand that was perched on her forehead gently then clasped it, “I told you I was just exhausted. Don't worry too much,” The pitch is soft.

Alan clasped Kansha's hands back with one more, “You must be tired from your work. I'm sorry, can't help you.” Said Alan.

“What do you mean, I don't matter. It's my own job. You don't have to help me.” Tukas Kansha's. “Come in, not good standing too long.” Take Kansha.

Alan nodded, “You go in first.” Soft talk. Kansha nodded, she went straight into the house while Alan picked up her groceries lying on the floor. Then he entered the apartment and closed the door.

“Luckily I bought ingredients to make soup. Oh yeah you have rice, right?” alan asked while putting his groceries on the pantry.

“Iya has.” nod Kansha.

“I will make you porridge and during that time, you rest in your room.” Said Alan.

“You want to cook?” kansha asked in disbelief.

“Why? Ah, you doubt me it turns out.” Alan snorted sulkily.

“Not so. I've only never seen you cook so I'm quite surprised you volunteered to cook.” Refute Kansha.

“Then you have to taste my food. Guaranteed delicious because it is made with love.” Alan said confidently.

Kansha smiled broadly, “Then I want to try your cooking, Chef Alan.”.

“Siap, miss. Lovely special cuisine from the owner will be served in thirty minutes.” Said Alan steady.

***

And as Alan promised, Kansha exited the room after thirty minutes. But instead of smelling the delicious aroma of cooking, he even smelled the smell of charred. Anxious, Kansha rushed to the kitchen.

“You what is this?” ask her while shaking her hands in front of her nose.

Then his eyes widened when he saw the fried chicken that was already very black in the frying pan on the burning stove. The oil to fry it is even almost exhausted and even blackened.

“Alan. You fry chicken or pan anyway?” ask Kansha horror. He immediately turned off the stove.

“I also don't know how it can be charred. Kansha, please check that the baby is ripe yet. I'm adding sugar to his soup.” Alan was overwhelmed.

“You mean check the rice in the rice cooker is ripe or not.” ralat Kansha. He went to the rice cooker and saw a small lamp that was lit there.

“A ripe.” Said Kansha and when she turned to face Alan, it was seen that Alan was throwing soup broth into the sink.

“Eh, what are you doing? Why throw it away?” kansha asked in shock.

“This salting.” Said grimacing.

“Keep you just threw away the calf?” ask Kansha in disbelief.

“I've put a lot of sugar and water but it feels even stranger so I just throw the water away and make a new one.” Alan was embarrassed.

Kansha. He's massaging his temples, dizzy with Alan's magical thinking. He realized that Alan was unbelievable. He said the man was good at cooking but it was beyond expectations. It was a waste of time that he waited for thirty minutes just to make his kitchen fall apart.

“Surge.” Get rid of Kansha slowly. Alan hurried to the side.

“What do you want to do?” alan asked when he saw Kansha taking another apron.

“Fixing the mess you made.” Kansha's reply was full of emphasis.

Alan only scratched his hair that was not itchy. “I didn't know it would be like this,” he said softly.

Kansha could only shake her head, she then rolled up her sleeves and washed her hands. Seeing that Alan was blocking her from moving, Kansha stared intently implying to stay away and made Alan shudder in horror. Alan too

cover far away naturally.

Kansha also put the already unhelpful wok into the sink. After that he changed the new pan and put it on the stove. He also threw out all the soup Alan made which was very, very unhelpful anymore.

“Luckily there are still cooking ingredients left.” Say Kansha while chopping vegetables.

Alan only shies shyly, “I'm sorry.” Her speech.

Kansha didn't respond. He added water to the pot and then boiled it. While waiting for the boiling water, he fried the remaining chicken.

“You do not worry this chicken will burn if the accuracy of the fire is correct. No need to be flipped continuously so that the shape does not crumble and stick in the pan.” Kansha gave her advice.

Alan nodded his head understanding.

“You watch those chickens. I'll make soup first.” Kansha's word is to hand over the spatula to Alan.

Alan accepted it with some hesitation for fear that it would happen again.

“Just keep an eye on it, and turn back when it looks golden.” Kansha. Alan nodded then stood in front of the fried chicken that was being fried.

On the other hand, Kansha started making soup. He put all the vegetables he had cut into the boiling water. He should have made chicken soup, but since the chicken was gone, then he only made regular soup. After stirring for a while, Kansha put in some herbs and re-stirred them. He then glanced at Alan who was still watching the fried chicken. His expression was funny to make Kansha inevitably chuckle.

“Your gaze is intense. Take it easy, they won't run away.” Kansha chuckled.

Alan just grimaced shyly, “Finally if you let your guard down a little, this chicken can be burnt again.”

“If you dare to make it gosong again, just look out yes.” Threaten Kansha while brandishing vegetable centongs. Alan was just scared.

Kansha scooped up the still-boiling soup and blew it cold. After that, he tasted it. Kansha nodded her head in a sign that it felt fitting. Kansha then returned to scooping the soup again and this time to Alan.

“Try, what does it feel like not fitting?” kansha said as she extended the spoon towards Alan.

Alan opened his mouth to accept Kansha's bribe. Then he nodded with satisfaction.

“It's like soup sold in restaurants.” Praise Alan for amazement.

“You are too overrated.” Tukas Kansha is ashamed.

Alan just smiled a little, “Wah, my future wife is good at cooking yes.” Goda.

“You've already flipped it?” Alan was proud. Luckily the timing was just right, so the chicken was ripe golden.

“Wah, my future husband is good at flipping chickens yes.” Temptation behind Kansha.

Alan only smiled proudly, “Of course, I will learn from my future wife.” Reply Alan.

Kansha gets eaten by her own bait, she fails to make Alan blush. And even himself was blushed by Alan's words.

“Already drain, it is ripe.” Kansha said trying to be flat.

“Good, Mistress.” Alan spirit of. Kansha simply held back her smile.

***

Kansha and Alan work together to set the table for their lunch. Once arranged, Kansha and Alan sat facing each other. In front of him was the dish they made earlier and two glasses of juice.

“Oh yes you said you would make porridge earlier?” ask Kansha.

Alan just rubbed his nape, “I forgetfulness because of the salty soup incident.” I'm Alan embarrassed.

Kansha laughed loudly. The salty soup incident was back in his memory.

“Basic troublemaker.” tease Kansha.

“I'll have to learn to cook later so I can replace you later.” Alan said not connecting.

“What do you mean?” kansha asked confused.

“You will definitely have to cook every day for me and our child, you will definitely be exhausted. So if I can cook, I can replace you.” Obviously Alan.

Kansha gave a small cough, she turned her gaze in the other direction. “You think too far.” Her speech.

“Loh isn't that true? We're getting married. So we have to get ready.” Alan Timpal.

“Spend your food first.” Tukas Kansha diverted the conversation. He then started eating his food. Alan complied and started eating.

The silent atmosphere immediately enveloped both of them. They eat in silence.

“Oh yes, after we meet your parents, we will meet both of my parents.” Chirps Kansha just remembered.

“When?” ask Alan.

“Next week, my mom and dad just came home at that time.” replied Kansha.

Alan nodded, “They know our relationship?” ask Alan again.

Kansha shook her head slowly, “I haven't said it yet. The plan will be later when we meet.”

“Oh so.” Alan nodded his head again. “Then what can I do for your parents?”

“Do what?”

“Get blessing. I heard that father has a daughter, it is very difficult to give his blessing.” Answer Alan.

Kansha was silent for a moment, “I don't know about it. This is my first time and my parents.” Sahut Kansha's.

“Then how was your parents personality?” asked Alan curiously. He had to get ready to prepare the ammunition.

“My father, a good man, he's an open-minded and thoughtful man. If it's my mama, you can see it for yourself from me. Beautiful, sweet, attractive and enchanting.” Said Kansha by shaking her hair at the last sentence.

Alan nodded briefly, “My in-laws are indeed very beautiful.” His comments.

“Don't dare snatch him from my papa ya!” kansha becanda.

“For what? If it's just his daughter I want." Alan said sweetly.

Kansha was speechless, she again blushed with Alan's sweet greeting. Oh, my God, he almost got diabetes like this.

“Your words are as sweet as sugar, will you also be like this after marriage?” ask Kansha.

“Of course, even much sweeter. I'll treat you like a queen.” Obviously Alan steady.

The corner of Kansha's lips twitched, she then looked the other way to smile at him.

“You could have.”

“Kansha, I promise to make you happy.” Alan was serious.

Kansha now looked at Alan who was smiling lovingly at her. Kansha smiled back.

“I'll collect your promise.”

***

After lunch, Alan and Kansha were relaxing in the living room with Kansha's head on Alan's thigh covered in sofa cushions. Alan is playing mobile and Kansha is reading a book.

“Alan, get your phone.” Said Kansha as she extended her hand towards Alan.

“For what?” Alan asked as he put his phone in Kansha's palm.

“To enter the access code for me.” Kansha then fiddles with Alan's phone. When he finished, he gave it to Alan again.

“What do you do?” alan asked confused.

“From now on, I can open your phone and you can also open my phone.” Kansha replied while fiddling with her phone as well.

“You don't trust me?” ask Alan.

Kansha hurriedly sat down and faced Alan who was looking at her questioningly.

“Of course not. I did it because we were going to be one. I hope this way can actually increase our trust in each other.” Kansha.

Alan nodded in understanding.

“If you want to check my phone anytime please.” Said Alan while facing his phone towards Kansha. But then, her phone rang, mother's name as her caller.

“Bundamu telfon.” Kansha.

Alan immediately received the phone and brought it closer to his ear.

“Halo, assalamu’alaikum bun.” Say hello Alan.

“....”

After the mother said, Alan immediately glanced at Kansha who was looking at him curiously. After that Alan spoke to his mother again.

“Iya, bun. Assalamu’alaikum.” Alan said after that, closing the phone.

“What's up?” kansha asked curiously, especially seeing Alan's unusual look.

“Tadi mother reported that..” Alan paused his speech making Kansha look at him even more curious.

“What?” ask Kansha.

Alan soaked his lower lip then looked at Kansha doubtfully, “Aisyah accident and hospital admission.” Stringency.

Kansha was silent.

“Mother asked me to see her first in the hospital. Anyway Aisyah is--“

“Come go.” Sela Kansha's.

Alan's turn was shocked.

“You sure?” alan asked in disbelief.

“Sure. Our relatives are sick, why don't we go see him?” kansha Tukas.

Alan nodded, “Then you get ready first.” Said Alan.

Kansha nodded then stood up quickly, “I go to the room first.” Kansha said. Alan nodded.

Kansha then turned around. His usual death was suddenly tense.

***

Along the way, Kansha only sees the view outside the window. Alan glanced at the girl many times. I don't know what Kansha is thinking.

Before long, they arrived at the hospital. Alan and Kansha went into the lobby and asked what room the patient was in Aisyah's name. Kansha actually knew, but she chose to keep quiet so as not to invite Alan to suspect.

Alan and Kansha walked down the third-floor corridor, looking for Aisyah's room. After meeting, Kansha and Alan fell silent at the door.

“You sure you're going in?” alan asked to confirm once more.

Kansha nodded, “I've come a long way –way here. Even though I was involved in a 'problem' with Aisyah, it's not good if I just keep quiet right.” Answer Kansha.

Alan nodded, “Ayo.” Alan held Kansha's hand. The two of them opened the door.

“Assalamu’alaikum.” Say hello to Alan so in.

Everyone including Mother and Alfin immediately turned to the source of the voice. They were silent as soon as they saw Alan was not alone. He also brought Kansha. Alfin who was the first to notice, he immediately approached Alan.

“Mas, why bring Kansha?” whisper Alfin.

Alan did not have time to answer, he was distracted by Kansha who quietly advanced to Aisyah's bed.

“Munda.” Greet Kansha first to Alan's mother.

“You also came apparently.” Mother's heart is confused. She did not know what to do when she saw her son taking Kansha to visit Aisyah. Mother is only worried about Kansha.

Kansha then looked at Aisyah who was looking at her as well. But Kansha became confused, there was no look of hatred or resentment at Aisyah's countenance. The woman looked at him guiltily (?)

“Aisyah.” Kansha.

“Mbak Kansha.” Ogre Aisyah.

“Bagai—“ Kansha's remarks were cut off suddenly.

“Can you leave us both?” sela Aisyah looked at everyone in the room.

Kansha frowned confused as well as the others. They were puzzled to hear Aisyah's unexpected request.

“What will you do, Aisyah?” zakariya whispered worriedly. He was afraid that Aisha would do more to Kansha who had saved him.

“Aisyah just wants to talk to Mbak Kansha about something.” Aisyah.

Everyone was still silent, no one agreed or refused. Until Kansha opened her voice.

“It's okay. Please fulfill Aisyah.” request His words were a shock from everyone.

“Kansha.” says Alan surprised. But Kansha ignored Alan's call and instead looked straight at Aisyah. She wondered what Aisyah wanted to tell her.

“Already, we just fulfill their request. Maybe they want to resolve their misunderstanding, right?” Alfin said.

But Kansha and Aisyah both did not answer making Alfin turn to everyone who grew doubtful. Of course they doubt. They had no idea what would happen if they left Aisyah and Kansha together in the same room.

“We give discretion to Aisyah and Kansha. They just want to talk about something alone. We should appreciate it.” Alan took over.

“Please, bi. Aisyah wants to talk important things to Mbak Kansha.” pinta Aisyah turned to Zakariya.

“What can't be talked about in a crowd? Why just the two of you?” zakariya asked still objected.

“Because this is very important. Please abi, help Aisyah just once.” Pinta Aisyah was almost desperate.

Zakariya finally collapsed. He then sent a gesture to everyone to leave the room and left only Kansha and Aisyah alone. Alan, Alfin and mother according to. They left the room one by one with the last person to come out was Zakariya. The door was closed by Zakariya.

Now in the room, only Kansha and Aisyah left. They had not yet opened their voices again and were just staring at each other's faces.

“Say.” Kansha said at last.

Aisha was doubtful. He kept silent, making Kansha wait.

“If there is nothing to talk about, I will have everyone re-enter.” Kansha. It was free to send everyone out if in fact, Aisyah did not say anything.

Aisyah still did not say anything to make Kansha cluck slowly. He wordlessly turned around to go to the door, but Aisha's words stopped him.

“Mbak is Azzahra, right?”

Kansha froze. His two hands were clenched beside his body.