My Husband My Pilot: Plane Crash Tragedy

Chapter 63.

Kansha was silent after Alvaro said such an unexpected thing. The atmosphere was silent for a moment. Then suddenly Alvaro laughed. Kansha is confused.

“I'm kidding, Kansha. Your face is serious once.” Alvaro laughed loudly.

Kansha nodded confused. He did not know what to react to if he also did not understand the situation.

“Kansha?” reprimand Alvaro waved in front of Kansha.

“Hah?” Kansha is like a dazed person.

“What are you thinking about? About earlier? I'm really joking. Your face is horror.” Alvaro said in an amused tone.

Kansha hit Alvaro's shoulder. “Your airport is not funny. It was really the most crew situation I've ever met.” Kansha is upset.

“Hahaha. Sorry yes.” Alvaro said still laughing.

“But I'm serious. Rather than lying to your feelings, you better acknowledge your heart. Not everything can be solved by logic. The involvement of a feeling should also be considered. It may be difficult but your deepest heart knows what true victory feels like.” Alvaro is back to serious.

“Easy to say that but in its realization it will be very difficult. You know the saying, the highest level of love is letting go of chasing another happiness. Love doesn't always have to be, right? There is a purer love than that. That is to love him in silence and mendo’ his happiness in silence.” Tympano Kansha.

“It is very difficult to argue with the language genius.” Alvaro commented with a slow sigh.

Kansha laughed softly. “I'll also lose if I argue about the law with you.”

“Of course. I'll have to return my license if I lose the debate later.” Tukas Alvaro's.

Kansha and Alvaro kept talking that night. Although the night is rising, enveloping the two people who still continue to talk a lot of things. Stars become natural lights with the moon accompanying them. Sometimes, talking to a friend is something we often forget his happiness. For us, talking to others is common. But who would have thought, we will miss the conversation with friends at the age of our twilight. Nothing can cure it but memories in the heart.

***

“How are you doing Aisyah?” alan asked Aisyah's condition as soon as Aisyah kissed.

“Aisyah is fine, Mas Alan.thank you for saving Aisyah.” Said Aisyah slowly.

“This is all because of God. Thank goodness you've been cut off. I'm so glad to hear it.” Timpal Alan smiled.

Aisyah smiled. He was moved once he opened his eyes, the first person he saw was Alan. Alan kept his promise to stay with him. Aisyah was really happy and hoped that she and Alan would stay like this. Really, Aisyah wanted nothing more in this world than Alan. Along with Alan, Aisyah has a family warmth. Together with Alan, Aisyah understood what it was like to have affection. And Aisyah wasn't ready to lose it all.

“Aisyah, what are you thinking?” alan asked as Aisyah simply fell silent like a statue while looking at him.

Aisyah. He had been daydreaming for so long in front of Alan. Aisyah immediately shook her head. “Aisyah does not daydream, Mas.”

“Then rest. Night is late.” Said Alan. aisyah nodding. He immediately laid himself back on the bed.

“Goodnight, Mas Alan.” said Aisyah.

“Night, Aisyah. Have a good sleep.” Reply Alan. Aisyah nodded then closed her eyes. Aisyah was again lulled in the dreamland.

After Aisyah fell asleep, Alan came out of the treatment room and immediately contacted someone. The voice of the dial tone continues to sound while the empu has not answered the phone from Alan. The call is interrupted, Alan also called back. Only on the third dial tone, the phone was answered.

“Halo, Kansha.” say hello Alan.

There was no reply from there making Alan frown confused.

“Kansha you're still there? You hear me?”

Then there was a crackle from Kansha, after which Kansha's voice was heard.

“What?” kansha said in a slightly jutek tone.

“It looks like your mood is bad. You answered me with a ketus once.” Alan's comments still did not understand the situation.

I heard Kansha grumbling there. Alan brought his phone closer to his ear but did not hear what Kansha said.

“You're swearing at me or how?” ask Alan.

“What do you want to talk about?” Kansha ignored Alan's question and shifted the topic.

Alan breathed slowly. He realizes that Kansha is angry with him, but Alan won't talk about it first. He had to ask Kansha's situation first.

“How are you doing? I heard you were hurt.” Said Alan in a soft tone.

“Have seen that in the lobby.” Reply Kansha jutek.

“I just saw your hand bandaged. Is there anything else? What does the doctor say?” asked Alan patiently.

“Which you see means my wound is indeed that.Where are you expecting again? Or are you glad I got hurt everywhere?” kansha said in an annoyed tone.

“Kok you are very upset. I'm just asking.” Tukas Alan was confused.

Kansha clucked, “There's more to ask?”

“No, but I..”.

“If there is none, I close.”

Tit

“Halo? Kansha's? kansha?” call Alan many times. But it was too late, before finishing his speech, Kansha had already turned it off first.

Alan stared at Kansha's name on his screen. Their conversation was not even a minute at all. Alan mused. He seemed to be upsetting Kansha again.

But this time because of what?

***

The next morning, mother and father came to visit Aisyah. They had just returned from the condangan in Bogor and upon hearing the news that Aisyah was rushed to the hospital, mother and father immediately came.

“You should be more careful huh, son. Do not daydream when walking especially when going down the stairs. Very dangerous.” Book mom with worried highlight.

“Iya mother, forgive Aisyah. Aisyah is sloppy.” Say Aisyah slowly. He felt guilty for making Alan's family worry about him.

Mother stroked the instant hijab of Aisha that covered Aisha's head. “It's okay. Next time don't repeat yes.” Aisyah nodded.

Alan put on his game and looked up at his mother. He also nodded.

“then, Alan went home first bun. Coincidentally Alan had affairs this afternoon.” said Alan as he stood up. He put the phone in his pants pocket and put on a jacket.

“What solution?” ask mother.

“Urusan with a friend, bun.” Alan replied in an unusual tone. Aisyah who heard it felt strange.

“So. Now go home first. oh yes mother has told aunt to cook. You will also bring it to your sister. He wants to do volunteer activities tomorrow so he has to eat a lot.” said mother.

“Why should it be brought? Alfin also went home to bun.” Said Alan.

“Your sister said she wanted to stay in her apartment. It is much closer than the airport. Flight's eight in the morning. She had to come two hours in advance to prepare.” Answer mother.

Alan nodded in understanding. “Ya is already bun. Alan understands. Then Alan went home first.” said Alan.he stepped closer to mother and kissed her hand as well as father.

“Assalamu’alaikum” saying Alan nodded small to Aisyah as a greeting.

***

“Casual clothes five sets. Three sets sleeping clothes. Boots, flip-flops, flashlight.”

Nana kept mentioning the items she was going to bring tomorrow. He was doing the preparation the day before so as not to bother later. Nana continued to mention them one by one and contrasted them when the item was already there.

Then the bell rang. Nana put down the draft list and stepped towards the door. On the monitor, there was Alvaro who turned out to be coming. Nana opened the door immediately.

“Alvaro! What's up here?” greet Nana as soon as Alvaro sits in the living room.

“Oh that, I want to take some of my stuff left behind when I was in college first. May I go into the room?” ask Alvaro politely.

“Of course, this is also your home. I banned the owner himself. Sorry, but the room is a mess. I'm packing for tomorrow.” Nana Timpal.

“No problem. Thank you yes, Nana.” Alvaro. He goes into his old room, which Nana now lives in. Nana heads to the kitchen and makes drinks for Alvaro.

Alvaro went into his room. He went straight to his study table which is now filled with Nana's design paper. Not paying too much attention to that, Alvaro went straight to the bottom drawer. He opened it and the item he was looking for was instantly visible. Alvaro took it. It was a small photo album of his High School days.

“This is it.” Alvaro. He wiped the dust off the album and the name of his High School immediately shone back.Alvaro closed the drawer and stood up again.

Alvaro put the album on the table. He also opened it. He's looking around for a language class - 1, a Kansha class.

There are photos of Language-1 students lined up neatly. There is a photo of one class, there is also a photo that takes a close up of each student. Alvaro's eyes were immediately fixed on Kansha. kansha who was flattened without a smile with her distinctive pony hair.

“It turns out she's been that pretty since SMA.” Muttered Alvaro gazed at the portrait of Kansha deeply.

Alvaro then closed the album. He took the album off the table. But when he was about to leave, his eyes were fixed on a paper neatly folded to make a square in the trash box beside the table. Curious, Alvaro picked it up.

The mysterious paper was already in Alvaro's hands. Alvaro unfolded the paper and what was in the paper, really making Alvaro surprised half to death.

“Al, here I make you a drink for..”.

Prang

Nana drops her tray once she finds Alvaro holding a paper with a hospital logo. Nana's closing in on Alvaro.

“Alvaro.” Call Nana worried.

Alvaro looked at Nana silently. He was still shocked at the truth written on the paper.

“You are obviously pregnant but why are you lying?” ask Alvaro.

Nana's face suddenly pias. Alvaro knew it.

“Al.. I can explain it to you.” Nana.

“I do need your explanation.” Alvaro.

***

Alvaro and Nana were sitting in the living room. Nana plays her hand, she is nervous to death.

“So explain what's on the paper it's actually.” Alvaro said he started the conversation.

Nana let out a breath. He can't turn back.

“On that paper you are pregnant. But why are you lying and saying the opposite?” ask Alvaro again.

“Yes, I am indeed pregnant and I lied about the result.” Nana said admit it.

“What's the reason?”

“As a lawyer, you know clearly about loss and profit. I can't tell you the truth when things aren't good for me. I don't want to add any more problems to problems that aren't even finished.” Answer Nana.

“As a designer, you know clearly about the patterns and concepts. Although this situation is completely detrimental to you, you should know clearly that all matters related to the initial problem, must be assembled. The end result is good or bad, depending on the concept you want from the beginning.” Reply Alvaro.

Nana laughed a little. “You're wrong. Since I am a designer, I know which patterns to pick up and which ones to throw away. Which materials should be stored and which materials should be removed. Okay, I admit it. I have not been able to tell this truth. Because what? Because this is my own problem. I'm the one who decides should add water, or add fire.”

“Na.I know this is your problem. But it is your lying attitude about this truth that I cannot tolerate. Moreover, you also lied to Kansha who incidentally is your best friend. What would happen if Kansha knew she was being lied to. He will be very sad and disappointed.”

“I don't want to be like this either, but I have my own thoughts. I'm not gonna hide this truth forever. Eventually, this truth will be revealed. And while waiting for that time to come, I just want to prepare myself for the consequences that arise when this truth is revealed.”

Alvaro sighed softly. “Please respect my decision.” Nana continued in a desperate tone.

“I cannot interfere in your affairs any further. It was your decision. I certainly have to respect him.”

Nana is relieved. “Thank you. But I ask you one thing.”

“Delivery from Kansha?” guess Alvaro. Nana nodded.

“Don't say a word about this. I myself will tell Kansha.”