My Husband My Pilot: Plane Crash Tragedy

Chapter 6. Another One Sad

"Geez, I'm so thirsty" Kansha lamented. His energy is completely drained as he and Alan make the SOS mark.

"I just realized that we're not drinking from yesterday" Alan said. He sat helplessly on the sand.

"We must drink to avoid dehydration, but what problem can we drink?" alan was lethargic.

Kansha sighed, then her eyes were adrift on the palm trees that lined up gallantly, "You can climb right?" ask Kansha.

Alan followed Kansha's line of sight and shook his head, "Too high, I can't."

Kansha sneered in annoyance, "Are you a man or not? Can't climb a coconut tree?" exciting Kansha.

"I can climb another tree, but not for this one" Alan shakes unwillingly.

Kansha screeched, "Then what can we drink?"

"Sea water, maybe?" said Alan.

Kansha rounded her eyes, "You crazy?!" sentak Kansha's.

"Then what can we drink besides that? We can't climb coconut trees, and the only water there is is seawater!" said Alan.

Kansha shakes unwillingly. He's crazy what to drink sea water, as loving as he is with the sea, he still has sanity.

Kansha circled around. The island beach looks empty. There is nothing, there is only sea garbage, such as sacks, used bottles and even sterefoam also exist.

Then Kansha remembered something, "I just remembered, to the north of where we stand, there's a stream!"

Alan frowned, "You sure?"

"I guessed it. Let's check." Kansha said, then woke up followed by Alan.

Kansha and Alan went hand in hand, and sure enough, there was a small stream stretching out. However, Kansha is lethargic when the water is dirty.

"Damn, why is it dirty?" exclaim Kansha upset.

Alan sighed, he had given up. Don't know anymore.

"Attent." Suddenly Kansha thought of something, "Alan try to dig next to this river." Kansha said.

Alan frowned, "For what?"

"Of course to get water. The only water we can drink is fresh water. We have to dig it up" Kansha said.

Desire to protest, but Kansha's rush glares at him. Alan sighed resignedly, he started digging according to Kansha's instructions.

Kansha squealed happily as water emerged from Alan's quarry. Alan was acting ordinary, he was not stunned at all.

"Why should it be so happy, it's the same water as that" Alan said, pointing to the stream.

"Ck, how much is your IPA worth? Time just doesn't know." said Kansha annoyed.

"What does this have to do with my grades?" alan was confused.

"Sir, have you ever heard that sand is able to filter dirt from dirty water?" Alan shook his head.

Kansha sighed, she lazily explained for now.

"Oh, I'm lazy to explain. You find out for yourself." said Kansha.

"Wait, you said the sand filtered the dirt right, but why is the water still not clear?" alan asked confused.

Kansha. True also said Alan, even though the sand has filtered it, the water still looks dirty. Kansha's turning her brain back.

Come on, my smart brain thinks, what am I supposed to do? Kansha murmured in the heart.

Then his eyes blinked when an idea popped into his head. Kansha looked at Alan who was still busy digging. His eyes then glued to Alan's ash T-shirt.

"Alan, your shirt's pretty long, isn't it?"

***

"You can use the others for your tools but not my shirt too dong!"

It's been an hour and Alan's still ranting. Kansha uses her t-shirt, her only shirt to be screened. As a result, the shirt is now camping next door.

"Well, if we survive, I'll buy you a shirt if you need a sack." Timpal Kansha. He was busy watching every drop of water flowing through the fibers of Alan's T-shirt. So precious and eager. Despite having to wait a long time, however, the fact that he could drink clean fresh water made him happy and willing to wait a long time.

Alan stared at the cool Kansha staring at the bottle, Kansha's eyes like they were going out of focus, "Don't keep looking. Your eyes can squint." Alan said flatly.

Kansha just rolled her eyes, lazy. He just found out that Alan can be this thick.

***

"Mother so true, that Alan mas lost?” ask Aisyah. The hijab woman was crying.

He flew to Jakarta when he heard that Alan was one of the passengers on the plane that disappeared a few days ago.

“Iya, Son. Alan deliberately wanted to meet you in Riau and visit your father. But Qadarallah, the disaster happened.” Typal Mother sad.

“Astagfirullah.” Aisyah closed her mouth, in shock. She was crying and a moment of guilt was lodged in her heart. If Alan had not followed him to Riau because he told him about the news of his father's illness then Alan should not have experienced that

“Pardon Aisyah, bun. It's Ayesha's fault, hiks. If only Aisyah had not told Mas Alan about the pain of abi, Mas Alan would not have flown to follow. And Mas Alan will definitely not experience this ill-fated disaster.” said Aisyah lowered her head. Her tears are getting bigger.

Mother pulled her future daughter-in-law into her arms. “Everything is the will of Allah SWT. It's not your fault, son. Even if for example he did not go, but if on that day he still had to crash, it would still happen. Qadarallah.” Said Bunda airy.

“Hiks, hiks, mom. Aisyah was worried about Mas Alan. May Mas Alan be well.” Do’a Aisyah while crying.

It hurts to hear that your halal lover candidate, declared missing does not know where the balance is.

***

As Ruben had previously alleged, a business meeting at one of his hotels was indeed attended by Kansha's parents. Nana met this business couple for the first time. Andrian is cold and calm but intimidating and Grace looks like a stepmother.

“So Ruben, what's up? You asked for our time of thirst not only to keep quiet one another right.” Grace broke the silence. His voice was cold and haughty.

Ruben glanced at Nana who was taking a glance at him. Nana became frightened when she heard Grace's voice. His head was gone first. Kansha, why could she have an old man who had such an aura of intimidation.

“Ekhem.” Nana cleared her throat, making Williams' second attention point to her. “Include me Nana. Her best friend Kansha.” Nana introduced herself.

Nana waited for a reaction from the Williams couple, but there was no response. Nana continued her words.

“I know you two have cut off family ties with Kansha. But anyway as Kansha's parents, I think you should know what happens to your child.”

“To the point only.” Said Grace coldly.

Nana blinked, “Eh?”

Then Nana elbowed Ruben to make Reuben aware. He was too late from the aura of intimidation given Williams' husband and wife. Terbogoh-pogoh, Ruben immediately turned on the projector he had connected on his laptop. Then play a news show that is now hotly discussed.

A Key Asia J 203 plane was found to have lost contact an hour after taking off at Halim Perdana Kusuma airport. The aircraft with the aim of the Riau route was no longer visible on radar at eleven in the afternoon. Until now the airline is tracking the whereabouts of this aircraft. However, it is estimated that the plane had an accident and crashed in the waters.

For the families of the victims can go to the airline for more information or call the number below.

Nana looked at the news with sadness. Her tears almost fell. But Nana tried to hold back as much as she could.

“Kansha.. one of the passengers of that plane.” Nana's words choked.

There was no response from Andrian or Grace. Then the table was kicked by Grace. Nana and Ruben were shocked. Seeing Grace's unexpected reaction.

“You can go.” Dispel Grace with a bad breath.

“But--” Nana confused. Then Williams' secretary immediately took Ruben and Nana out of the room.

Grace sat back. Shoulders drooped. The news Reuben showed, made his heart throb pain. I don't know why.

“Itu—no way right?” grace asked Andrian, who was sitting next to her.

Andrian was silent. Then contact someone, “Contact the airline. Ask about the news of the plane crashed a few days ago and report its progress.”

At that moment, Grace felt her sky collapse along with her tears that had not decayed for ten years. He has lost Kansha once again.

***

Grace and Andrian return to their home. A European-style house that had become his childhood memories with Kansha, the princess. Grace stared at the plain white wall without any painting. In the past, the wall was full of photos of their little family.

Grace Lau switched on Kansha's favorite sofa in the living room. The sofa is still the same. Grace sat there for the first time. Ever since she cut off her relationship with Kansha ten years ago, she had never regretted it. But now, knowing Kansha is missing, Grace feels like a very cruel mother. In front of him was a little Kansha who continued to thrust a piece of paper at him.

“Ma, look I got 100 loh.” Little Kansha showed her the reworked paper proudly.

Grace just fell silent and left. Kansha's after Grace.

“Ma! Where's mama going? Wait a minute, see Kansha gets 100.” Kansha said as she chased after Grace.

Grace brushed off the paper, “I don't care.” Said Grace coldly.

Kansha stopped chasing Grace. He looked down at the paper that fell because of his mother. He crouched down and picked up the paper. His lips curled down.

Kansha then got up and sat listlessly on her favorite sofa. He sighed softly and tried not to cry.

Grace was crying without a sound. He was not aware of the many injuries Kansha had obtained since childhood. But he doesn't even care.

Grace then enters Kansha's room. The room that Kansha had not occupied since 10 years ago she threw him out. The room is still the same. Blue shades of Kansha's favorite sky. On his shelf lined with trophies and medals.

“Ma, look I got a champion 2 drawing competition!”

“Ma, I was given a medal with ma'am guru he said I won one race run.”

“Ma, I was given another medal. At the school graduation ceremony, I was called to the same stage as the teacher. My other friends advanced with their mother, but I was the one who did not.”

“Mama, I got the champion 1 debate in English!”

“Mama, the teacher asked me who I would come with if I could win later. Mama will come, right?”

“Ma, this is my report. I got a 1st grade at school. But why didn't mom come?”

“Ma, I'm a brat huh, so mom never wants to come to school?”

A flash of memories lingered continuously on his head. To slay her would be a terrible treatment and without her heart to Kansha. The trophies Kansha has won are nothing but to make her proud. But the hatred was too deep-rooted in his heart. It makes her blind to Kansha's empathy.

Grace then stared at Kansha's figura when she graduated Junior High. It was the time when she broke the bond between mother and son to Kansha.

“Starting today, you and I have nothing to do anymore. You are already big, can take care of yourself!”

“Why ma? I was wrong about my real mom. From when I was little, my mom always acted cold with me.” Ask Kansha crying.

“If you forget, you caused my son to die for saving you!” grace was full of anger. Kansha.

“Go you!” grace shouted thunderously.

That day, which was supposed to be the happiest day on Kansha became the saddest day. The day coincided with his birthday, his worst birthday. And on her daughter's birthday, Grace breaks the bond between mother and son.

Grace was crying out loud. When the incident hit his head. He sat down and ruffled his hair. He should not blame Kansha for the passing of Kania, Kansha's sister. Back then he just didn't want a roof with a killer from his daughter . As a result of his actions, he not only lost Kania, but also lost Kansha.

“Argh!” chanted Grace frustrated. Regret continues to gnaw every joint of his heart. Then Grace's eyes turned to a pile of letters under the Kansha desk.

***

Andrian was pensive in his study. As he hears news of Kansha's disappearance, his world collapses and crumbles. She is as guilty as Grace, allowing Kansha to endure what she did not do. Letting Kansha no longer call him papa.

Andrian should have been able to think of adulthood 10 years ago. Instead of blaming Kansha and building a sturdy fort that keeps her away from the Princess. At the time of the fateful incident, Kansha was still too small to understand.

13 Years ago, Kania, her biological daughter saved Kansha who was almost dragged by the ocean currents. But unfortunately, even Kania who was dragged by the waves until his body was not found. It was a blow to him and Grace. Since then, Grace and Andrian have accused Kansha of causing Kania's death.

“God I beg you. Don't take my daughter again.” Please Andrian in his heart. His heart, which had been broken by losing Kania, did not want to be broken because of losing Kansha.