My Husband My Pilot: Plane Crash Tragedy

Chapters 17. The Secret behind the Screens

“Since then, I've been treated differently. Papa and Mama were cold and antipathy towards me. At that time I didn't understand what was really going on. Although I was labeled as a smart child, I was 5 years old at the time. Do you think a child of that age would understand such a bad incident?” Kansha didn't ask for a justification from Alan. He knows he's guilty. But he only wanted to express his heart.

Next to him, Alan sighed. Kansha's story really made her feel sadness and grief. Kansha is right, 5-year-old, will not really understand what happened.

“And I started being stamped as a killer by my own parents. I really don't understand. I always wondered why my parents would brand me as the murderer of my own sister.” Kansha said with a frown.

“I can't even ask. If I asked about what happened 13 years ago, my parents would abuse me. I cry sometimes. But I still don't know anything.”

“Until, it was Kevin who told me everything when I was 13. And I started to remember the whole story. And at that moment, I felt deep regret. I even came along to admit that I am indeed a killer.” Kansha crying.

“But I really didn't mean to harm my own brother. If time could be repeated, I would not take my brother looking for shells in the sea.”

Now Kansha's down. His tears were still flowing even more. The story reminded him of the worst memories of his life. Kania's departure was his fault. His sins when he was 5 years old.

“Then my parents started not to stand me. They kicked me out right on my high school graduation day and cut off my family relationship with me.” Kansha.

“I accept my parents' decision. I may have brought shit. Then I met an angel disguised as a middle-aged woman in the rain. Her name is Bu Sari. Why did I say angel, because when I thought I was going to be hanging in the street, I met him instead. He kindly offered me shelter and I was even schooled by him.”

“She really gave me love like a mother to a child. Even when her income declined and I wanted to decide to drop out of school, Ms. Sari firmly refused. She even locked herself in a room.” Kansha chuckled softly. The shadow of Bu Sari flashed across his mind. How much he missed his second mother.

“Then I decided to continue school and I unexpectedly graduated with the best grades. Even I got a scholarship at one of the famous PTN in Jakarta. My High School graduation was the most historic day, because for the first time, I was accompanied by a loved one. For a long time, I've never felt that way.” Kansha.

“What a bad incident was a trauma for you?” ask Alan.

Kansha breathes, “People say, a place or something that holds our bad memories will be a trauma. But I don't think so. I still love the sea and shellfish.”

“It didn't traumatize me. Precisely I always hoped, the sound of the sea will tell through this shell where my brother is. But until now, not a single word spoken from the sea.” Kansha said.

“So now, you are also not in touch with your parents?” ask Alan again.

Kansha shook her head and nodded, “At first I always sent them a letter until I graduated High School. But not anymore, I know that they never received my letter. But I didn't stop writing letters. Every Kania's birthday, I go to the beach and write letters to my brother and my parents. But—“ kansha did not continue her remarks.

Alan raised his aliss when Kansha stopped talking. “But what?”

“But I stopped writing letters since two years ago.” Tanda Kansha.

“Why?” ask Alan.

“I understood everything then. The reason why both my parents could brand me a murderer and throw me out when I was a dozen years old.”

“It turns out, I'm not their biological daughter.” Tandas Kansha.

***

2 Years ago...

Kansha ran along the hospital corridor. He had just heard that his father had been admitted to the hospital in a car accident. Kansha stops at a bend of the corridor. In front of him, there was Grace and Kevin who were discussing with the doctor. Her mother's rapture looks riled up.

“Doctor, is there no other way? Why could the required blood stock suddenly be empty?” exclaim Grace.

“I'm sorry, Madam. But really, there's no more supplies. We are trying to find donors. I hope the family helps too.” Answer the Doctor.

Kansha who eavesdropped on their conversation instantly fell silent. The father's life is on the verge of death and there is no suitable blood supply. Kansha then immediately ran towards the laboratory. He donated his blood to his father.

“Sus, my daughter from Andrian Williams. The accident victim an hour ago. I am willing to donate my blood.” Said Kansha to one of the sisters on guard.

“Sorry, mom. But your class does not match the patient.” Said the nurse. Kansa freezes. He did not believe the sister's words.

“Where could possibly doc? I'm her real daughter. My blood type is different from my mother's. I am definitely the same as my dad. You did not check it correctly!” exclaim Kansha upset.

“Sorry mbak. Here's the test results. Please read.” The nurse said and handed me a piece of paper from the test. It is written that Kansha's blood does not match that of the father. Kansha stared at the paper with a look of disbelief.

***

He came home from the hospital. He invited Bi Ningsih to meet. Then here they are, in a restaurant not far from the hospital.

“Bi, please answer honestly Kansha.” question Kansha said without stale ado. Bi Ningsih stared inexplicably. Her employer's son who had not been met for 8 years suddenly asked her to meet.

“What questions Miss?” ask Bi Ningsih.

“What Kansha..not the biological daughter of papa and mama?” Speech vibrates. He was really anxious. Because after knowing the lab results, Kansha began to guess something that she had never even thought of all this time.

“Nona, say what the hell? Of course, miss princess Mr and Mrs.” Elak Bi Ningsih laughed. But Kansha could see that Bi Ningsih was shocked by his words and that the laughter earlier was forced laughter.

“Auntie, don't lie. Kansha went to the hospital and heard that papa needed a blood donor right away. Kansha goes to the lab to donate blood, but how surprised Kansha is to know that Kansha's blood doesn't match papa.”

Bi Ningsih was silent. He was confused what to say to this little lady. “Nona, believe me miss is the daughter of Mr and Mrs.” Bi Ningsih.

“Indeed Kansha is her daughter, but not a real daughter right?” ask Kansha again. Her tears were even at the end of her eyes.

“Bi, to be honest. Kansha is an adult. Kansha is ready to hear the truth.” Kansha. He looked into his eyes trying to convince.

Bi Ningsih was silent again. He hesitated to say it. But the nonanya is already an adult, must have understood. And again, there was no point in hiding it anymore, when Kansha had already started kissing suspiciously.

“Alright, miss. Auntie will tell the truth. Although the lady will definitely feel sadness, but auntie hope the lady can be tough.” Kansha nodded. He was ready to hear any reality that would come out of his caretaker from that small moment.

“Nona, indeed not the biological daughter of Mr and Mrs Williams.” Bi Ningsih.

Kansha was ready to hear any harsh reality but when she found out that her guess was right, Kansha felt like her world was collapsing. Her tears kept streaming down her smooth cheeks.

“Nona? You okay?” reprimand Bi Ningsih was worried.

Kansha flinched then looked at Bi Ningsih, “It's okay, bi.” Answer Kansha shook her head.

“Tell bi. How Kansha could be part of the Williams.” family Kansha tardy.

“But, miss—“ Bi Ningsih doubtful. It was enough with the many harsh realities that this young lady had to endure, and she was not that hard to add to the burden of the wound.

Kansha smiled even though her heart was being sliced open, “Tell me, bi.” Bisik Kansha's.

Bi Ningsih nodded. Then inhale and say, “Nona found in front of the gate of Williams house when miss was a baby.”

“At that time, the Madam herself who found the lady was in a white mussel-shaped basket with a sea-blue blanket. No information whatsoever, not even a letter.” Bi Ningsih. Kansha held her breath.

“At that time you originally wanted to take the lady to the police station or to an orphanage. But the Madam had already fallen in love with the lady, to want to raise her to be a child. At first the master refused, as there was no clear origin of the lady. You're afraid, that's part of the evil plan that his business enemies are carrying out. But the madam insisted that the master would not agree to it. And the lady named the baby Kansha Andara Williams. A beautiful name as pretty as her face. And now that the baby is an adult, he is in front of aunt at this time.”

Kansha was stunned on the back of the restaurant chair. He closed his mouth, blocking the stuffing that almost escaped from his mouth. But he couldn't help it. He was crying terjugu.

Now he's hit by reality. Kansha Andara Williams was a child.