My Husband My Pilot: Plane Crash Tragedy

Chapter 42. Arc Tour

I apologized before, for this incident. Actually, it's my fault that it might be a teledor. And I'm fixing those fucked-up chapters. I say a lot of thanks to the Noveltoon side that I have recokin because of this both in the app and in whatsapp, thank you for being patient with my carelessness🙏

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Alan arrived at his destination. After parking in the basement, Alan then walked into the lobby. The name ARC is plastered magnificently on the lobby wall.

“There can I help?” welcome the receptionist kindly to Alan.

“I want to meet with Kansha. She exists?”

“Bu Kansha is meeting. Do you have an appointment?” Alan shook his head.

“Then, sorry you can't enter.” Said the receptionist.

Alan was silent, then said, “Please contact Kansha, she is familiar with me.”

***

As soon as Kansha finished the meeting, Seli went back into Kansha's room. In addition to bringing back empty glasses and plates, Seli also informed about the arrival of Alan.

“Put the wine here.”kata Kansha. Seli nodded.

“Oh yes, ma'am there is a man who wants to meet with mom. His name is Alan, he says he knows mom.”

Kansha who was sipping wine, immediately snorted silently. Why did that man come here after yesterday to break his heart.

“Submit to enter.” Kansha said briefly. He was also curious as to what Alan came to his office for.

“Good bu.”

A few moments later, Alan came into the room. He looked at Kansha who was still drinking. Alan sat in front of Kansha's chair.

“It's business hours, and you're drunk?” allan Syndicator.

Kansha snorted and ignored Alan's question. Alan frowned confusedly at Kansha's attitude.

“Why you? Is there a problem?” ask Alan.

Kansha snorted inwardly, to which there was trouble it was Alan. He's like this because of Alan.

“What are you here for?” ask Kansha ketus.

“I want to flip your scarf left in my car yesterday.” Said Alan. He handed over the goodybag which was immediately struck by Kansha.

“It's right? Please go.” Remove Kansha.

“Kansha, it looks like your mood is really bad. Tell me, what am I wrong with you that you are not friendly like this?” ask Alan.

“Just ask yourself.” Kansha replied still.

“I don't feel I have the slightest wrong on you. I should be the one that's mad at you.”

Kansha frowned confusedly.

“You know I almost got into a plane crash yesterday but you boro-boro called me, sent a message asking if I wasn't. You really aren't that cool?”

Kansha gaping. He stared fiercely at Alan. What did he say, no matter? He was so concerned that he called her at night hundreds of times. Let alone answered by Alan, there he had to fight with Aisyah. And after that, Alan did not contact her anymore. So where's Kansha's fault?

“I should have said that. I called you from day to night. Hundreds of calls from me and none of them you picked up.” Except for one, it was Aisyah who lifted him up, Kansha continued in her heart.

Alan scrunched his forehead confused. “What do you mean? Not a single one of your calls on my phone.” Said Alan. He showed me his call log and there were no calls from Kansha at all.

Kansha. He then showed me his call log. Alan's number he called 117 times. Alan was surprised.

“But why isn't there on my phone? It's weird.” Alan muttered.

Kansha held back her emotions. Who else would it be if it wasn't Aisha. You snake, Kansha sizzle.

“What's Kansha?” ask Alan. He heard something from Kansha's mouth.

Kansha shook her head, “Forget it. There may be an error.” Kansha. Alan nodded.

Kansha looks at her watch, “I don't think for now.I have a meeting with the management team in a moment. But if you want, I'll have Seli accompany you around. When you're done, I'll take you to lunch. How?” bargain Kansha.

Alan agreed.

***

This is where Alan, exploring the ARC office with Kansha's secretary. Starting from the lobby, a row of ARC awards are displayed so luxuriously. The creamy paint makes a formal and graceful impression.

Seli then took Alan to the study. Rows of desks and people at work greeted Alan's vision. The workspace was divided into several departments. There are Journalism, Management, HRD, IT and others.

“This is the Journalism Team room.” Said Seli pointing at a spacious room with several bulkheads. And it turns out that the Journalism team is divided into several more teams, namely teams 1, 2, 3 and 4.

“Do they have different tasks?” ask Alan. Seli nodded.

“Journalism Team 1, served in the economic and political news section. Journalism Team 2 is in charge of the education, social and crime news section. The Journalism Team 3 is in charge of the business and sports news section. And Journalism Team 4 for celebrity news.” Answer Seli.

Alan nodded in understanding. Apparently ARC is very complete and detailed. News in various sectors already have their respective divisions.

Seli then took Alan to the studio room. There were three studios there, one for radio, the other two for filming their streaming.

“At first ARC focused on publishing news through tabloids or magazines, but now after Bu Kansha took the lead, ARC has also ventured into radio and streaming services. Bu Kansha believes that now quite a lot of people, especially teenagers, leave television and switch to using mobile phones to watch the news. So we built a studio of streaming and radio services to go with the flow.” Seli.

“He's amazing.” Praise Alan. “Oh yes, there is something I want to ask you.” Continue Alan.

Seli nodded, “Please.”

“Kansha was originally an employee here like you and now she is in control of ARC. Is there a difference?”

“To be honest, I was also surprised by it. I was with Kansha on Journalism 1 team. We went through mutual grief and when ARC was rumored to be bankrupt, Mr. Benny pressured Kansha to cover illegal news even though Kansha did not want to do it. But knowing that we all depend on the ARC, Kansha finally wanted to. From that incident, I thought that Kansha was truly someone extraordinary. And when he led ARC, I was already convinced that he could advance ARC. Evidently now, the more advanced the company, but the more humble it is.”

“I now really feel very comfortable in ARC. Oh yes, the employee welfare rate increased 20 percent to 99 percent after Bu Kansha took the lead. There is proof, let's follow me.” Seli.

Seli takes Alan to another building after passing through the park and mushala. They arrived at the two-story building. The first floor is a spacious, luxurious canteen. Alan was amazed.

“At first ARC didn't have its own canteen, but Bu Kansha built it as soon as he started leading. This canteen will always serve drinks and snacks and breakfast every morning. But for lunch, usually we all eat together.”

“Eat together? All employees?”

Seli nodded, “Including the office leaders was no exception Bu Kansha.”

“You must be surprised. But it's real. Usually we used to eat alone or buy from outside. But if by noon and our work is still piling up, we are used to eating potluck not even eating at all. Ms. Kansha noticed it and many of the employees got sick. Therefore he built this canteen. Anyway when the clock shows twelve o'clock in the afternoon, all work activities are postponed first and we eat together. Bu Kansha is also very mixed, the point is not much different from before until now he served.”

“I will take you to a much more amazing space again.” Take Seli.

Alan and Seli climbed the stairs and they reached the second floor.Alans eyes immediately widened when he saw what was presented on the second floor.

Colorful sofas lined aesthetically with thick smooth fur rugs. The illumination with warm colors calmed Alan's eyes. Not to mention, gaming computers are also lined up neatly next to the drink cabinet. Snacks of various sizes and brands are also lined up neatly on the shelf. And many of the officers are relaxing.

“This what?” alan asked in disbelief.

“This is a lounge. A journalist must always be on standby twenty-four hours, so that the news obtained is always up to top date and fresh. Sometimes we have to cover late into the night, and by day we will be exhausted. That's why Bu Kansha built this room. In addition to taking a nap, we can also relax and play to relax the brain. And that enclosed room.” Then Seli pointed to a room covered in thick curtains.

“That's a special room for a nap. In order to sleep soundly, the room was soundproofed. There is also a bathroom to keep it fresh. And next to the bedroom, there is a special smoking room. Other than in the room, no area is allowed to smoke.”

Alan was still amazed. Kansha, he's a genius. His empathy for the welfare of his employees is very high. He built ARC not only as a place to make money but also as a second home. He thought carefully about the productivity of employees.

Sally looked at Alan. “I've introduced the ins and outs of ARC. Said Ms. Kansha, You just wait here, Ms. Kansha will be here soon.” Seli.

Alan nodded, “Thank you for accompanying me around.” Alan smiled politely.

Seli nodded politely and left Alan.

Alan was left alone, so confused as to what he should do. Until he approached one of the chairs in the corner and sat there. Alan waited for fifteen minutes, but Kansha had not yet appeared. Alan then yawned and began to sleep. The warm light from the lamp froths him into the dream world.

***

Kansha arrived at the lounge after a one-hour meeting. He felt guilty towards Alan who was waiting for him that long. Alan must be bored. Kansha circled around, looking for the man's whereabouts. Until the matana is attached to someone who sleeps by concentrating his head on the table.

The corner of Kansha's lips lifted then approached Alan who was still asleep. The magic of this room also turned out to be contagious to Alan.

Kansha also spread her head on the table by folding her hands as a pedestal, which was exactly what Alan did. His face was facing Alan. Kansha looked at Alan's face intently. Alan's slumbering appearance was the most innocent look he had ever seen. Want Kansha to see this face along her breath. However, the fact that Alan was going to marry his future wife made Kansha dare not dream any further.

And if time stops, let Kansha have Alan for a bit. Soluble in his mind, unconsciously slowly Kansha's eyes come to cursing.