My Husband My Pilot: Plane Crash Tragedy

Chapters 129.

A person covered in a white cloth lay stiffly on a hospital bed. A few doctors and nurses gathered around him. Their heads bowed weakly leaving an atmosphere of sorrow around the room.

Aisyah came with Alfin and Kansha, who was in a wheelchair driven by Alan, approached the bed. And Aisyah's tears immediately came back.

The green-browed woman slowly opened the white cloth with her trembling hands. Tears soaked his entire face until it dripped. And as soon as the cloth was opened, his most beloved familiar face was visible. Aisyah instantly sobbed violently. He almost fell if not held back by Alfin.

“Abi..” isak Aisyah. “Why did abi leave Aisyah alone?”

Aisyah continued to cry, calling out Zakariya's name many times. He did not believe that his only family had gone to be called God. Aisha is not ready.

“By Allah, Aisha is not ready Abi. Aisha is not ready alone. Who would Abi not exist? hiks hyks, Abi wake up, Ayesha please. Hiks, Abi please wake up.” Aisyah sobbed violently.she shook Zakariya's body.

“Aisyah, relax. Om Zakariya was calm there. It is not good if you doubt the decree of Allah.” Alfin.

“But Aisyah has not been sincere, Alfin. Aisha had no one but Abi. Who will protect Aisha again? Who will brush Ayesha's hair again? Who will sit to witness Aisha's marriage later? Aisyah can not be alone in this world.” isak Aisyah.

On the other hand, Kansha who had just been silent, immediately her tears fell. He tried to hold it in, but somehow it didn't feel like he could. It feels like his heart is very sick. It felt like he was being left back.

“Mbak Kansha, talk! Why did I keep quiet when Abi was dead? Is Mbak still a grudge against Abi?” Suddenly Aisyah cornered him. Kasnha flinched, all eyes staring at her.

“Mbak, Abi is dead, do you still hate him? Will you forgive him?” asked Aisyah in a more swallowed tone.

Kansha. Her lips were trembling violently, not a single word came out of her lips. His lips suddenly turned cackled.

“Mbak, Aisyah please, speak a word to Abi. Because I won't see her again forever. Speak as his daughter.” Please Aisyah.

Kansha was silent. Alan and Alfin were shocked. They looked at each other, not expecting to hear Aisyah's shocking statement.

“So you're Azzahra?” ask Alfin in disbelief. “So all this time I talked about Azzahra it to the person directly?” he closed his own mouth in shock.

Kansha did not answer. He pushed his wheelchair closer to the bed beside Aisyah. The woman looked down for a moment and then looked up. Staring at the pale face of Zakariya whose eyes were closed peacefully.

“I—“ Kansha suddenly stops. His lips were trembling again. So did his hands that he had to hold his own.

“Why? Why don't you look for me again? Am I not valuable to you? Why did you leave me again? Aren't you going to apologize to me first? I don't even know what to feel. Everything's jumbled up. I'm disappointed, angry, hateful, sad but I'm happy too. After a long time, I found my own biological parents. Although in the end I had to accept the harsh reality that you no longer wanted me. I came to my real mother's grave. Wh why? That's the question I asked him too. Why, mom? Why, dad? Why should I suffer like this? why is it that when I get my wish, everything is gone? Why am I left behind? WHY?!” Kansha immediately sobbed violently. Alan stroking his shoulders calmed the emotional Kansha.

“WHY SHOULD I SUFFER? WHY CAN'T I BE HAPPY?” exciting Kansha. “Why are you guys like this to me? What my fault to you guys actually. What is my sin, Father? Do I not deserve to live? Why do trials always come to me?” her tone weakened as her cries deepened. On the other hand, Aisyah was only speechless with a small sobbing sound.

“You can't leave before you explain to me, Dad. Why don't you look for me again? Why did you cross me off your family card? Am I not your son anymore? I want to hear everything from you but you're cheating. You left without leaving an explanation. I don't want to let you go before I explain everything, but I don't want you to regret it there. I have to forgive you, right? But what do I get after I forgive you? Are you coming to my dream?”

A moment ago a sigh came out from Kansha. “I'm disappointed, I hate it and I'm very angry. To those of you who have scratched me deeply. But I don't want to be selfish. You deserve to live well there. So I forgive you and also let you go. Please say hello to mom, tell me that I—“ Kansha can not continue her words. Tears that he hard-earned, finally broken. He turned his face away from his sobbing. Aisyah stroked her shoulders gently for Kansha to calm down again.

After calming down, Kansha looked back at Zakariya, “Tell him, that I will still love him for the rest of my life. I also promised that I would live well. I will take good care of Aisyah. But you guys should be bahgaia there too. Tell God I have forgiven you. I don't want you to suffer. I love you both. I—amat love you very much, Father, Mother.” And Kansha came back crying so much that she was really crying so much that her shoulders were shaking. His head he piled on Aisyah's shoulder which was also crying.

****

After the emotional atmosphere, Zakariya's body was immediately taken to the funeral home. Because it was night, the body was only bathed and pardoned. It was not until the next morning, when the sun had risen, that a new body was shredded and interred.

Yasin's voice echoed throughout Aisyah's living room. While Aisyah and Kansha chose to stay away and sit side by side on the porch of the house.

“What's your next plan?” ask Kansha with a focused view ahead.

Aisha did not answer directly. He even breathed a heavy sigh.

“I don't know, mbak.” Reply slowly.

“You want to go to college again?” asked Kansha while looking at Aisyah.

“Lecture?” sahut Aisha. Kansha nodded.

“I heard, you have to leave college for four semesters because umi's health is not good.”

“But I successfully completed my studies, mbak.”

“That's why, do you want to go to college again? Lecture pascaserjana.”

“What can I do this so that I don't become a burden to mbak? Is this how you can drive me away subtly?”

Instead of being offended or angry, Kansha shook her head calmly.

“When I was kicked out by my adoptive parents, it was like my world was collapsing. I don't want to be in Jakarta, because that's where my parents live. It is not good to breathe the same air. At that time, I was really frustrated. I want to forget everything. Calm down my sad heart. But I don't have enough power to do it. And all I can do is hide in a little kefe in the center of Jakarta. Although I did not meet my parents again at that time, but their faces continued to wara-wiri on television. And you know what it feels like?” asked Kansha while looking at Aisyah.

“It feels so stifling. I miss them, but they've gone too far for me to reach. And I can't forget them. But I can calm myself down. And the trick is to move away to a place where there are no memories of them.”

Aisyah was speechless hearing Kansha's statement. From Kansha's story and tone, Aisyah immediately knew that her brother's life was not easy. Her brother had borne a heavy burden since she was young.

“Actually, I'd love to go to Turkey. I told this to Abi. But it hasn't been done yet. Either I can reach it or not.” Aisyah.

“Then this is your chance. You can use this to learn as well as calm down.” Tympano Kansha.

“But I'm still worried about something.” Aisha looked at Kansha.

“What?”

“What mbak won't leave me, right? Abi's promise is real, right?”

Kansha immediately nodded. “I know what it feels like to be left out. So I don't want you to experience it. Take it easy, you will not be alone. There's still me. Whenever you feel sad, feel the need for a friend who listens to your grievances, my door is always wide open for you.”

“But may I, ask for something again?” sela Aisyah was now with a hopeful look.

“What?”

“May I—“ Aisyah paused her speech out of doubt. He was worried that Kansha would be angry with him.

“Tell me.” Kansha.

“Can I call you Brother Zahra?” pinta Aisyah with a cautious tone.

Kansha. He doesn't know what to say. And that made Aisyah bow. He'll understand.

"Towards you." Kansha said indifferently.

Aisha is lethargic, suddenly sumringah. He smiled happily at Kansha.

"Thank you, sis..Zahra."

***

In a dimly lit room, Kansha was leaning on Grace's shoulders. There was no talk, and Grace knew that Kansha was calming down.

"I've known for a long time that Ok Zakariya is my father." Kansha said.

Grace did not respond, she let her daughter tell her a story longer.

"I'm happy, but at the same time disappointed. I heard her conversation with Aisyah. They didn't even look for me to erase me from the family card as if I were gone. That's when I started to hate him."

"Then I came to my mother's grave, and I asked her the same question. The question I always wanted to ask. Wh why? I want to know why. I wonder if in their hearts there is a little love for me or not? But the only people I can ask are gone, too."

Afterwards, Kansha sighed softly.

"Do you regret knowing your past?" grace asked after a long silence.

Kansha shook her head, "I don't regret it."

"Then get rid of all your prejudices. Sometimes unanswered questions are better. If you still want answers, then your instincts are the right answers."

"My instinct is to say that they have a reason why it should be that way."

"Then that's the answer. Don't think too deeply. Everything is also just the past, it would be better if you consider it all as a valuable part of your life. But don't affect your future."

"Ma." call Kansha.

Grace turned her head, and looked at her daughter with a questionable look.

"I'm still your daughter, right?"

Grace smiled. He held onto both of Kansha's shoulders gently.

"Till any time you're still your mother's daughter."

***

Morning comes, and the funeral will be held. From the beginning, Kansha waited in the car. His wound was pulsating again, so he chose to rest first in the car.

While Alan, Alfin and Aisyah have always been faithful beside the corpse and through various processes. Aisyah also looks tough like last night. His eyes were also no longer swollen even though a small sob still sounded in his mouth. Not his family came. It seems they are still disappointed over his actions just yet. And the one who accompanied Aisyah was only mother.

Now they will deliver the bodies to their final rest. Aisyah was more emotional when she saw the hole where her father's body would be buried spread wide in front of her.

Alan, Alfin and father are in charge of burying Zakariya. They have gone into the grave. Zakariya's body was lowered into the lava and Aisyah grew sobbing violently. While Kansha who saw from a distance also could not help but cry. She was crying behind her sunglasses.

Zakariya is buried. And only a few of Zakariya's relatives remain. After that they went home and left Aisha, mother, father, Alan and Alfin at the funeral. Kansha is not ready to approach either. He was still looking in the distance with Grace and Andrian.

"Sister Zahra!" call Aisyah.

Kansha. Then Grace who took the initiative to remove Kansha who was still weak approached. Andrian also accompanied his wife and son.

"Patience to you, baby. Mother has heard everything." said mother stroked Kansha's shoulder slowly.

"Thank you mother." lirih Kansha tried to smile.

Kansha then tried to squat with great difficulty. But his fractured leg, still sick as a result he fell down.

Kansha then asked for the flower petals that Aisyah held. Aisyah. Kansha sprinkled flowers at Zakariya's grave.

"May you calm down there and meet mom. Don't worry about Aisyah, I'll take good care of her until she finds her partner" Kansha said.

"Abi, may Abi calm down there huh. Brother Zahra has forgiven abi and all of us. Aisyah knew that Abi was in cardiac shock because Aisyah suddenly told her about the truth about Zahra to Abi. Forgive Aisyah bi who did not think about the risk. Abi must be happy because finally Abi will meet Umi who has faced the Creator first" said Aisyah.

"Aisha loved Abi and Umi."

And the wind started to blow. White frangipani flowers surrounding the tomb of Zakariya and his wife fell. The sky was also instantly brighter and brighter. The warm glow of the morning sun gives tranquility to a heart shrouded in grief from abandonment.