My Husband My Pilot: Plane Crash Tragedy

Chapters 12. Kansha 10 Years Ago

Andrian and Grace sat opposite a beautiful middle-aged woman. Her name is Bu Sari, the man who helped Kansha 10 years ago.

“Tell us how Kansha 10 years ago.” Andrian.

“You are right his parents?” search Bu Sari. He was shocked when both men in front of him claimed to be Kansha's parents. Because Kansha once said that he lived a kara but who would have thought it turns out Kansha still has parents who are rich.

Andrian nodded. “I will tell you. But before that, tell me first how Kansha lived first.” Andrian.

Ms. Sari was silent for quite a while. Then start telling stories, “So the beginning we first met was when it rained.”

10 Years ago..

Heavy rain drenched the city of Jakarta. Accompanying the small steps of a 15-year-old girl carrying a large bag. His jacket was soaked and his legs were limp. He's exhausted.

That girl is Kansha. On the day of her graduation and her birthday, she was expelled by her parents. Kansha only carried a large bag of clothes and school supplies. He only had one million given by his father.

Kansha then sees a cafe. He decided to stop in just shelter. He stood at the door of the cafe. I mean wait until the rain subsides. I hope the cafe owner doesn't kick me out, Kansha said in her heart.

Kansha continued to stand up by continuously rubbing her cold hands. The rain kept falling down hard. Many pairs of eyes that pay attention to it when entering the cafe. But Kansha doesn't care. He just wants the rain to stop so he can quickly find a place to stay. He is also hungry at this time.

Kansha crouched down while tightly hugging her bag, trying to ward off the cold. Her lips were already blue as the cold temperature continued to hug her. His fingers had even shrunk.Suddenly a middle-aged woman approached him.

“Hai, son.” Greet the woman.

Kansha. He began to fear and worry. Is he going to throw me out? Worried in the heart.

“Sorry mom. I permission to hitchhike until the rain subsides.” Kansha said in fear.

The woman smiled then nodded, “Why outside? Come on in, put him inside. You will get cold.” Take the Woman. He was overwhelmed by the girl's appearance. His clothes were drenched and carried a large bag that was being tightly hugged.

Kansha looks up, “It's okay my mom is here.” Reject Kansha.

“It's okay. Come on inside.” Take the woman again. Kansha finally nodded then followed the woman all the way into the cafe.

The woman took Kansha to sit in one of the cafe chairs. After that he asked one of the servants to take a blanket and bring a glass of warm tea to Kansha who was already very pale. After being brought by her servant, Bu Sari put a blanket on Kansha and told Kansha to drink warm tea. Kansha accepted it with a sigh.

“My name is Sari. You can call me Bu Sari.” Said Bu Sari introducing himself.

“I Kansha.” Kansha said.

“Kansha where are you going to rain like this? And why are you carrying such a big bag?" ask Bu Sari curiously.

Kansha lowered her head, “I want to find a place to stay bu.” Answer Kansha.

Bu Sari frowned, “I mean?”

“I don't have a home.” Again in my heart.

“What? Where are your parents?” shocked Miss Sari.

Kansha doesn't know what to say. He was confused whether he should be honest or not. Bu Sari is a stranger. He could not carelessly tell Bu Sari.

“I am kara bu.” That's all Kansha can answer.

Bu Sari looked surprised, “Your parents are dead?”

Kansha just looked down, not daring to answer. Ms. Sari understood. “So where are you going now?” ask Bu Sari softly.

Kansha. He doesn't know where to go. All he knew was that he had to find a place to live or else he could sleep on the streets.

Kansha looked at Bu Sari. Did he not hear wrong?

“Mother said what just now?” ask Kansha to make sure.

“You stay with mom alone?” reset by Bu Sari.

Kansha surprised. He almost cried when someone offered him shelter. But quickly Kansha shook her head. He does not want to trouble others. He does not want to be a burden on anyone anymore. Enough of his parents.

Bu Sari frowned looking at Kansha who shook her head with her pale lips gaping. “Why Nak, you don't want to?”

Kansha shook her head, “I don't want to bother mom. I can find another place to stay.” Reject Kansha politely.

“Where are you going to find almost tonight? the rain is still heavy.”

“Where to bu.” Answer Kansha as she is.

“Kansha, I can't bear to see you alone carrying a big bag having to roam the streets looking for a place to live. What if something happens to you? I can't imagine it.” Said Ms. Sari in tears. Kansha looked pitiful in her eyes.

Kansha smiles as much as she can, “I'm fine ma'am. Don't worry.” Kansha said hoarsely. He could barely hold back his tears.

“Kansha.” Call Bu Sari softly. “I've had a child your age. One day he walked alone and ended up lost. I looked for him everywhere but he was not found. According to news from the police, he became one of the victims of human organ trafficking.” Say Miss Sari glassy.

“I am so sorry and sad. And seeing you my son's age wandering around in no direction, I'm afraid the same thing is happening to you. I don't want to repeat the same sins.” The Bu Sari.

Kansha. He could not hold back his tears. He was crying sobbing. In his heart, he was grateful that someone was worried about him. Bu Sari pulled Kansha into her arms, Kansha spilled all her grief. Spilling all the burdens that a 15-year-old should not bear is not purely his fault.

“Living with mom yes, Nak.” Said Ms. Sari. Kansha nodded strongly. In his heart he thanked God who still gave him the opportunity to meet good people like Bu Sari.

***

Kansha finally agrees to stay with Ms. Sari. It turns out that this Bu Sari cafe has 3 levels. 2 levels for its cafe and one level for its residence. And Kansha also inhabited him. Kansha certainly did not accept voluntarily. He said he would pay the rent by being a waitress at the cafe Bu Sari. At first Bu Sari disagreed, but because Kansha forced it under the pretext of being unpleasant, Bu Sari finally allowed it.

Now is a confusing time for Kansha. Soon the new teaching begins. But Kansha is confused whether she should continue her school or not. But it has no cost at all. The only money he had was a million that his father gave him. It was also he intended to give it to Bu Sari as his rent.

Ms. Sari was aware of Kansha's confusion and anxiety. Therefore after the cafe closed, Bu Sari invited Kansha to talk. Ms. Sari intended to ask what made Kansha nervous.

“I'm confused should continue school what not.” Answer Kansha at that time.

Ms. Sari. “So that disturbs your mind. Why are you confused? Of course you have to go to school.”

“Kansha has no cost bu.” Kansha.

Bu Sari sighed, “No need to think about the cost. Let it be mom's business.” Said Ms. Sari.

Kansha was surprised by Bu Sari's words, “Don't ma'am. I've been much trouble mom.” Reject Kansha fast.

“Kansha. You are yes!” exclaim Bu Sari angry. “I already consider you as my son. No need to refuse, I will register you to a good SMA.” Said Bu Sari. He believes Kansha will be accepted anywhere, considering Kansha's grades are great when seeing her on her graduation certificate.

“Mother seriously?” kansha asked in disbelief.

“Sure. You're a smart kid, baby if it doesn't continue.” Sahut Bu Sari smiled.

Kansha smiled sumringah. He hugged Bu Sari tightly. “Thank you bu.” Bisik Kansha is happy.

After registration was taken care of and Kansha was declared to pass registration, Kansha was finally able to attend school. Kansha's dream is to study abroad. But now it's okay, already able to continue SMA alone is grateful. Kansha was accepted into one of the public high schools in Jakarta.

Kansha also poured out her happiness through a letter that she would send to her parents. Although he was not sure whether his parents would read.