My Husband My Pilot: Plane Crash Tragedy

Chapter 22. Suicide Trial

Kansha was declared fine when examined by a doctor. Healing his wounds only. Kansha was unceasingly grateful to God. He was still given the chance to gaze at the world once more.

“Kansha, listen to the doctor, you can't go anywhere just yet. Your feet are in gyps.” Ms. Sari warned Kansha. Kansha is a hyperactive girl.

“Iya ma'am. I take it easy, Kansha is not a child.” Timpal Kansha cheerful. His mood was good after being declared safe and fine.

“Kansha.” Call Grace suddenly. Kansha. He realizes that Grace and Andrian are in his ward.

“Iya?” kansha said trying to strengthen herself. He was ready to get the mockery or anger again from his parents who had raised him for 15 years.

“Sorry.” Kansha sculpts.not—this is not what she expected. It wasn't an apology that came from her foster mother's lips.

“A-me..” Kansha could not continue her talk because it was interrupted first.

“Apard us, Son. Sorry Mama and Papa who have hurt you even kicked you out of the house. Forgive mama.” Grace sniffled. Andrian who was near him rubbed his wife's shoulder slowly.

"Mama's ashamed of herself. My mom knows that you are valuable. Mama can't lose you. Enough Kania, not you again.” Grace continues.

The atmosphere of the room suddenly became cold and gray. Kansha closed her eyes tightly. The shadow 13 years ago was reflected in his mind when the name Kania called his mother. The guilt hitting Kansha strongly produced a throbbing pain in her head. His heart was broken again.

“Exit..” desis Kansha.

“Kansha..” says Bu Sari surprised.

“I'm sorry, but please come out now. Everything.” Get rid of Kansha slowly.

Ms. Sari, Nana and Ruben stared confusedly mixed in worry but did not stop coming out of the room. So did Kelvin and Andrian who tried to take his wife out. Grace won't.

“Kansha, mom please ma—“

“OUT!” kansha shouted now with a loud tone.

Kansha's loud shout shocked not only Nana, Miss Sari, Kelvin and Ruben who were already outside, but also Andrian and Grace who were still inside. Especially Grace, her heart ached so much that she gave up letting Andrian take her out.

Kansha sighed softly. He rubbed his hair violently until ruffled. Her tears are flowing. He forcibly removed the intravenous needle in his hand, causing blood to flow from the needle.

Kansha stared blankly at the infusion needle then wordlessly thrust it on the pulse on her right wrist. He then bowed his head at the fold of his knee. No matter the throbbing pain from his foot that was in the cast. He did not care about the pain that hit his hand with blood pouring down from his wrist. There was no pain due to the crack of his leg, no pain due to the prick of a deep-piercing intravenous needle in his veins. Everything is numb. Dying due to guilt and deep regret because of Kania's life taken by him.

He's killer. Killer's sister, Kania. And a murderer shouldn't have to live. He must die as penance.

Sorry, Sister Kania...

***

"Dok, I heard that the doctor's brother was a survivor of the plane crash. How's the story doc?” the same question was the tenth time ejected from the mouths of fellow doctors and nurses on Alfin.

“Aalhamdulillah's. For the story also I do not know too much, because my brother only told me a little.” That was Alfin's answer. Alfin is a doctor at the hospital where his brother is being treated.

After saying that, Alfin quickly escaped. He doesn't want to be a news source anymore. Alfin walked quickly until he accidentally collided with someone.

“Aw!” pekik Alfin. He gasps when his snails get dirty with coffee.

“My tunnel!” cryot Alfin. He got up and looked annoyed at a woman who had run him over and spilled coffee stains on his snail.

“Mas! Take a look at dong. My coffee is spilled.” Omel that woman, she's Nana.

Alfin clucked, “Sorry mbak. Mbak who should look around, because my sneli mbak became dirty. Responsibility!” reply Alfin while showing off his dirty snail parts.

“Kok so me anyway? Obviously you hit me first. Change my coffee!” nana jolted while extending her palm like charging money.

Alfin patted hard on Nana's palm making Nana squeal in pain. “Aw! Very rude indeed!” hardik Nana's.

Alfin ruffled waist, “Just wash my snacks, if necessary laundry all!” alfin's Order.

Nana clucked irritably, “Obviously you hit me first. You should have changed my coffee. You irresponsible guy!” Nana's Ogat.

“You—“ Alfin's speech was cut off when a nurse approached him while running.

“Doctor, patient room 15, collapsed.” Said the nurse.

Alfin pointed at Nana, “Our business is not finished.” After saying that Alfin immediately went followed by the nurse earlier.

Nana just throbbing, “Dasar crazy.” Bait Nana while sticking out her tongue.

***

“Basic crazy woman. Instead of apologizing or responsibility even turn out.” Grouser Alfin all the way. The snack was so dirty that he had to wear a spare snack.

Alfin stopped walking when he saw a group of people standing up in front of the VIP room. Then behind him appeared a nurse who walked quickly while carrying some medicines.

“Wait.” Prevent Alfin from the nurse. The nurse stopped and turned to Alfin.

“Doctor.” Greet the nurse.

“What's up? ” asked Alfin while pointing his chin at the group of people earlier.

“They're a patient's family. Currently the patient is unconscious after attempting suicide after a rampage.” Answer the nurse.

“Kill themselves? Rampaging?” ask Alfin in shock.

“Yes, raging patient drove all his family out. Then his family was anxious because he did not hear anything again for 10 minutes when he opened the door, the patient was unconscious with an intravenous needle piercing his pulse.” Answer nurses.

Alfin nodded, “Who is the patient's name?”

“Kansha Andara, plane crash survivor.”

Alfin sculpting, “Kansha Andara?”