My Husband My Pilot: Plane Crash Tragedy

Chapters 37. Position in the Heart Must Be Won First

Aisyah and her friends were having lunch at one of the newly opened grilled chicken restaurants. Then while waiting for the order, Aisyah came to the toilet.

After throwing away her wish, Aisyah was about to return to her desk but she even saw the silhouette of Alan chatting with a woman. Aisyah, who could not believe her vision, came closer. They were sitting in the saung of Lesehan by the lake. Aisyah narrowed her eyes and was shocked when it was indeed Alan. But who is her future husband? Aisyah looked at Kansha's face but did not feel familiar with her.

Aisyah was silent thinking, has she ever met that face? Until Aisyah gave a small shout, she remembered that it was Kansha, the person who was with Alan when stranded on the island. Aisha was disappointed.

Alan didn't tell him if he wanted to go out with Kansha and when did they meet again? Hadn't they met for 6 months. But this, suddenly Aisyah found them having lunch together. Aisha sectika felt defeated.

Aisyah came forward wanting to approach them, but after a few steps, she undoed her intentions. No, he must not approach them and get angry, which there Alan will feel ilfeel to him especially this is a public place. Better he'll ask Alan for an explanation at home.

Aisyah then called someone. Shortly, his phone was picked up.

“Halo, bi. Assalamu’alaikum.” Sapa Aisha. He apparently called his abb.

Aisyah smiled as abi answered her call, “Aisyah well bi. Oh yes, Aisyah does not come home tomorrow, there is something that Aisyah must take care of.”

“...”

“Good, bi. God willing. Thank you Abi. Assalamu’alaikum.”

As soon as her call closed, Aisyah looked at the figure of Kansha. He can't go home until he's established his position in Alan's heart. Because Aisyah knew, Kansha was not just a friend but more than that. And Aisha never intended to give up.

***

Kansha and Alan are on their way home. Since their debate, Alan has not yet opened his voice again, making Kansha feel guilty. He condemns his pretentious actions to interfere with Alan and Aisyah's relationship. Not only did it hurt his own heart but it also made him and Alan argue.

Kansha's intention to discuss the wedding plan is so that she does not get more hope and instead break her feelings. He wanted freedom, loving Alan who already had a future wife, was not a good act. He does not want to destroy other people's relationships. Moreover, Aisyah was much more perfect than her. A great man like Alan, should be paired with a gentle woman like Aisyah. Like a tempestuous wave will always be soothed by a breeze.

Kansha who did not want this awkward atmosphere to take place immediately turned on the music. Rihanna-umbrella's song.

Alan turned to Kansha to scare Kansha, he was about to turn off the music but Alan's voice interrupted him, “Not to turn off.” Said.

“You know, I've heard the news that there is one city playing this song and it was raining big.” Kansha.

Kansha waited silently for Alan's reaction but Alan did not answer at all. Kasnha exhaled slowly.

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It wasn't Alan who responded, it was the sky that gave the answer. The rain fell so heavy. Alan stopped his car and looked at Kansha.

“Your words are granted”Said.

Kansha stroked her nape, “I forgot, if the talk is do’a.” Kansha.

"There's no such thing, don't be easy to believe" Alan said.

"I know, it's just a song that aims to entertain the audience, not be used as a mystical thing."

Alan did not answer, he drove his car back through the rain. Shortly after, Alan stopped in front of the mosque.

“You want to pray?” ask Kansha.

Alan turned to Kansha, “You just wait in the car and don't go anywhere. I'll be right back.” Kansha nodded and Alan got out of the car and ran to the mosque.

Kansha turned her head behind the car seat looking for an umbrella, “She has no umbrella what?” kansha gumam.

Kansha waited saturated, she was stuffy in her own car so she finally decided to get off. He stopped at a small building like a hall that was on the edge of the mosque. He decided to wait for Alan there.

Kansha stood waiting for Alan until the voice of a woman rebuked him.

“Assalamu’alaikum.” Sweepings.

Kansha turned to the source of the voice, appearing to be a middle-aged woman wearing a dangling hijab and a lacy pink robe. Her face is so bright and beautiful. Kansha was fascinated.

“Mbak, why daydream?” scolded the woman when Kansha did not answer her greeting and instead looked at her.

Kansha gasps, “Oh, sorry I'm not a Muslim, so don't know what to answer.” Kansha said slowly.

The woman was surprised and felt bad, “I'm sorry.” Said sincere.

“It's okay, it's natural that the mother said hello, I was around the mosque.” Kansha smiled with understanding.

“Oh, yes I am Warni, I ustadzah here.you what is his name?” warni said to normalize themselves.

“I Kansha, greetings ustadzah.” Reply Kansha. “I know the meaning of ustadzah, meaning teacher right?” continued.

Warni nodded with senym fixed on his face, “You're right. But what are you doing here?”

“I am waiting for my friend who is running prayer.” Answer Kansha.

“God, you are amazing, have a high sense of tolerance between religious people.” Puji Warni's.

“What are you doing here? And what is this place? Why are so many kids together?” ask Kansha curiously.

“Oh it's called madrasah. Madrasah is where we usually study, these children learn about the religion of Islam.” Answer the color in a soft tone.

“Ah, I understand. They are amazing since childhood already given religious knowledge.” Praise Kansha.

“Since childhood, children must indeed be given religious lessons that they profess, so what? So that children can recognize their God and recognize their identity. Hence the role of parents and teachers is also important, children always follow the example of older people.” Vivid Colori.

Kansha nodded in agreement, “I agree with mom. They're lucky kids. Since childhood, I did not experience this, I studied religion when I was Junior High Said.

“But you already know yourself don't you? Who are you, where are you from, you already know?” ask Warni.

Kansha shook her head, “No ma'am. I even felt lost direction. Ever since I met this friend of mine, I felt like my life seemed to be wrong, that something was not right all this time. And I feel I have to find out.” Kansha's words frowned.

Warni smiled at him, she knew what a young girl like Kansha was going through. Could it be that the door of his heart was being knocked by the Creator?

“Kansha, want to hear a story?” tawar Warni's. Kansha nodded.

“One day, there was a woman who was non-Muslim. She felt her life was devastated, at her young age, she had to lose both her parents. As a result of his parents' death, he lost all of his family's wealth. He felt that life was unfair, and he was angry with God. Until he decided to commit suicide.”

“Suicide?” pekik Kansha was shocked. Warni nodded.

“The woman was about to end her life on a bridge not far from here, but when she was about to jump, there was a man who pulled her hand and brought her back to the ground. The woman was angry and felt her efforts had failed. He was angry at the man who helped him. But the greeting from that person made him speechless.”

“What speech?”

“Do you feel your life will end once you kill yourself? No, your life will continue even if you are gone, with far more miserable and horrible than this, do you not believe? Then just jump in, and see for yourself.”

“Since then, the woman tried to rearrange her life with the help of the man, and the woman suddenly felt troubled, feeling that her life was still something wrong like this you. Until the chanting of the holy verse of the Qur’an relieved his mind, at that time he decided mu’alaf and married the person who had helped him.” Close the story ends.

Kansha was fascinated and clapped her little hands, “Wah, that story is really interesting and romantic. But who is that woman?” ask kansha curiously.

Colori smile. “The woman is in front of you now.” Said.

***

Kansha continued to think about her meeting with Bu Warni, she turned out to be a non-Muslim at first and decided to embrace Islam. Kansha was getting more and more amazed at him. He wondered, would he be like that too?

“Kansha, is something wrong?” alan scolds when Kansha is silent.

Kansha shook her head, “Finally you want to talk as well. “together happy.

“From yesterday I also spoke. So tell me what are you thinking?” ask Alan.

“I met an angel.” Kansha.

“Angel? Who ? bu Sari?”

“That's another angel. Her wings are so beautiful, her face is beautiful shining, her voice is smooth and sublime budinya.” Kansha was fascinated.

“Who are you talking about?” alan asked confused.

When Kansha was about to answer, a phone ring interrupted her. He saw his cell phone and Alfin's name was on his screen.

“Who?” ask Alan. Kansha wordlessly shows her phone .

“For what he called you?” Kansha. He received Alfin's call and his meloudspeaker.

“Halo, Alfin?” kansha SAPA.

“Kansha!” alfin's whine is across there.

“What's wrong with you?” kansha looked at Alan.

“You why the hell have a friend python?”

“Piton switch? Who?” Kansha is confused.

“Eh no, he's no longer a python, he's a tiger.” Falat Alfin is getting nervous.

Kansha looked at Alan and frowned, Alan stopped his car. And take over Kansha's phone.

“What do you want to talk about?” ask Alan.

Alfin across the phone was shocked when he heard the sound of his feet,

“Loh, Alan Mas? Alan can be the same as Kansha?”