My Husband My Pilot: Plane Crash Tragedy

Chapters 2. The Plane of Falling

Alan picked up a book on Islamic history in his backpack and stuffed his small backpack in the trunk. After that he sat in the business chair he ordered. Alan's habit on a plane is to read a book or listen to murotals. The phone is also in airplane mode with earphones that have been installed.

Alan was a pilot, but this time the pilot was one of his colleagues. Alan is a competent pilot with high flying hours. But today, he took leave because he wanted to meet his future wife and visit the father of his future wife who was sick.

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The plane has taken off. Kansha who has a hobby of sleeping when boarding a plane has even fallen asleep. He did not sleep well last night, having to prepare everything for his illegal coverage in Maluku.

Tell Benny the jerk, who made him like this. Kansha is still upset with her boss. Taking advantage by violating privacy, is definitely not the principle of a journalist.

But a few minutes later, Kansha woke up feeling a great shock. Kansha looked around, the passengers still sitting quietly in their seats, seemingly unaffected by the shock. Kansha then glanced towards the window, the clouds looking bright and white. Kansha had always liked to look at windows like this and find the expanse of clouds that seemed to envelop her.

Suddenly Kansha felt a shock again. This time it was even bigger to the point of making his heart hammer and his body to the point of droning. Then he felt a shortness of breath, as if the entire supply of air had been exhausted. His breathing grew heavier, his lungs were the same. His chest was depressed, his heart was beating fast. His head felt dizzy as if he wanted to break.

Kansha thinks there is turbulence, but it is much more severe and frightening. Until Kansha shouted. No, not just him—but the entire passenger shouted.

Kansha was terrified, her adrenaline was racing. But he tried not to panic, the feeling that something would happen soon, whether bad or good. Kansha trembled immediately took out a life vest that had always been faithfully stored in her doraemon bag and wore it as fast as lightning.

The plane shook again and suddenly he felt nothing more along with the warning tone of the plane and the voice of the pilot from the cockpit. Eyes closed.

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Alan who was cool closed his eyes while listening to murotal, was immediately shocked by the huge shock. He thought it was just turbulence, but the shaking kept getting bigger. Alan felt something was wrong on the plane, probably an engine fault. His guess was correct, when he felt the plane as it swooped down. His heart began to beat rapidly in contrast to his increasingly heavy breathing.

Alan tried not to panic, he took out a life vest that he always kept in his small bag and put it on. He already knows what will happen next, so as a pilot he knows what to do. He kept reciting the holy verse in his heart, asking for the protection and salvation of the Power.

Alan could no longer think clearly, his head getting heavier until he gave up. His eyes closed and his body drooped.

***

Kansha opened her eyes. His head felt dizzy and his whole body was crushed. Kansha tried to wake up with great difficulty. He felt his leg bones crack. His whole body was also injured. Her hair was messy and her clothes were slightly torn and damp.

“Sssh.” Kansha grimaces.

Kansha was sitting limp, she faintly saw a sea with high waves in front of her. The waves pound each other. After that, the sea calmed down.

“This where? Am I dead? Is this heaven?” kansha murmured in panic.

Then he remembered the tragic incident a moment ago. The plane sank to the bottom of the sea. Luckily, Kansha had already taken safety training in the water. He took off his safety belt just as the plane crashed and swam out slowly. Apparently, the pilot opened the door before it was too late. After that all he remembered was that he just kept swimming and swimming until he was exhausted and fell unconscious. It seemed, his body floated on the water and was pushed by the waves until he was on the edge.

Then he turned to his left side and found someone lying with a body full of wounds.

Kansha shut her mouth. “Is he dead?” muttered Kansha in fear. Then little by little he got up and dragged his feet towards the man.

“Ha—lo.” Kansha said fearfully. But there was no response from the man. Kansha also tried to shake the man's legs with her feet that felt pained and weak. But again, he got nothing in return.

“I think he's dead. How's this?” kansha said worried and scared.

“PLEASE! THERE'S A CORPSE HERE!” there was no other way, Kansha shouted for help. But the island was silent—too quiet.

“Who do you call a corpse?” said the man was shrewd. He realized when he heard the cry of a woman.

Kansha looks surprised, “You're still alive?” peekit Kansha's.

The man tried to get up while grimacing. He sat with great difficulty. That man is Alan. “Of course I'm alive.” Said Alan lirih. He felt excruciating pain all over his body.

“What really happened? The shock-?” kansha asked not to continue her words. He was still too horrified by the incident that had just almost taken his life.

“I guess, there was an engine fault on the plane until the plane shook and crashed.” Alan answered as he could.

Alan turned to Kansha and turned to the vest Kansha wore. Apparently Kansha has the same rescue plan as her.”Ever been to self-safety training?” alan asked as he stared at the life vest Kansha was wearing.

Kansha lowered her head, staring at her already half-dry vest now. Kansha then nodded, “Iya, just a few months ago. This vest is loved by my friend, because I know I always travel to the outside of the island.” Answer Kansha.

“You too-” Appoint Kansha on the vest Alan wears.

“I'm a pilot, of course I know what to do when there's a situation like that.” Obviously Alan.

Kansha's eyes are breaking, “Jadi—“ points Kansha to Alan, leaving Alan confused. “You made the plane crash?” accuse Kansha.

“You said, you pilot, automatically—“

“I am a pilot but I am not in control of that plane. You don't see, am I wearing a uniform or not?”

Kansha stared at Alan's clothes, just a sweatshirt, jacket and black jeans. Definitely not a pilot uniform.

“I'm taking a leave of absence. I want to go to Maluku because I want to see my future wife.” Obviously Alan.

Kansha's eyes softened, her tone also returning to normal. “So then. Sorry yes.” Kansha said embarrassedly.

“You alone, to Maluku for what?” ask Alan.

Kansha sighed softly. He unconsciously felt relieved. “To be told by a boss who does not care about the law to cover the news by violating people's privacy. Fortunately it did not happen, God seemed to know that it was not a good intention.” Kansha. I don't know why he breathed a sigh of relief.

“Ya, and instead we are stranded on this island.” timpal Alan. Kansha nodded.

Alan looked around. The island has fine white sand. The waves are also not too big and the temperature is quite blistering. There is a forest to the south with a high place like a hilltop to the north. And Alan could see rows of tall coconut trees. But according to his estimates, this island is a remote island with sea lanes that are rarely traversed by fishing boats though.

“Omong-by the way where are we?” ask Kansha while looking around.

“Kurasa on one of the remote islands around the Banda Sea.” Alan was not sure.

Kansha sighed, “What dream did I have last night? Almost a victim of a crashed plane and now stranded on a remote island.” Pekik Kansha frustrated.

Alan was silent. He also seems to be in disbelief. “Omong-by the way what is your name?” asked Alan to switch the topic.

Kansha. It is true that they have not yet met. “Kansha.” Kansha then reached out her hand to shake hands.

“Alandra.” Alan cupped his hands to his chest. Seeing Alan not returning his hand, Kansha lowered her hand. After that he again looked towards the sea which was now choppy calm awkwardly.

Long they remained silent. What happened to both of them. Alan admitted, he was angry in his heart at God. Alan immediately begged for mercy. He should be grateful, he was still given a chance to breathe once again.

Kansha was also pensive. He actually did not regret this incident at all. He's resigned, if that's the end of his time, it doesn't matter. He was very tired of the burden of suffering that he endured during his entire life.

Kruyukks

There was a sound of kruyuk hungry omen from Kansha's stomach. Alan turned to Kansha who was holding her stomach.

“I'm hungry.” Kansha's complaint is throbbing.

Alan remained silent. He is just as hungry. But there's nothing to eat for now. His little bag apparently did not get carried away as well when he saved himself. And he is still too weak if he has to find food now. Then his eyes were adrift on Kansha's waist bag.

“What's in your bag?” ask Alan.

Kansha was surprised, just remembered with a Doraemon bag that was always coiled around her waist. Kansha then looked down at her bag and opened her waist bag, instantly her eyes sparkling with pleasure. He then brought out two pieces of wheat bread that always became his hungry procrastinator friend every time he traveled.

“Reacted to be true yes. If people are unlucky again, drinking cold water can be stuck in the teeth. But if you are lucky, a piece of used paper can also be used as money.” Kansha muttered as she stared at the two crushed wheat breads in her hands.

“Proverbs from where is it?” alan cringed.

“I saw it in drama China.” Answer Kansha indifferently. “ Here for you.” Kansha gave Alan one piece of bread.

Alan received it with pleasure and gratitude, “Thank you.” Alan smiled at Kansha.

“Sama-sama.” Kansha.

“Now I know, why Nana to dub my bag as doraemon bag.” Kansha continues while chewing.

“Who's Nana?” ask Alan.

“Nana--” Kansha stops chewing. Then he realized something, “Just Nana!” kansha shouted to Alan.

“Astagfirullah. What was? Why suddenly scream?” exclaim Alan. He choked.

“What will happen to our family after knowing the plane we are boarding crashed?” kansha's remarks made Alan sculpt.