Not a Substitute

Not a Substitute
NOT A REPLACEMENT: 1. Being a widow in a day



“Latest news. The plane, flight number JK-118, was reported to have lost contact after 40 minutes of taking off. The plane suddenly swooped down from 35,000 feet to 5,000 feet. It is not yet known exactly the cause of the accident. But the provisional suspicion is due to bad weather and damage to the engine.  Here are the passenger names of Surya Air JK-118.” aircraft


A 40-inch box screen attached to the wall displays news of the plane crash. There is the name of Danadyaksa Jayandaru, the pilot, who was also the victim of the crash of the Surya Air flight with flight number JK-118 to Surabaya-Balikpapan.


Prangs...


The sound of glasses rang out in the corner of the house painted yellow ivory. Split spatter.


“No way.” shouted the straight-haired woman shoulder to shoulder with a broken cry.


Still vividly remembered this morning the husband who was the pilot of the plane that had been in the accident, said goodbye to him.  Who would have thought that the kiss she got from her husband this morning was the kiss of farewell.


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Flashbacks


“Mas, do not forget yes 2 more days our anniversary.” said the wife while putting a glass of bitter black coffee favorite of her husband on the dining table.


“Iya darling, I'll be home on our anniversary. You and the beautiful one, the white dress I bought you to wear when I get home. I want to see my beautiful wife wearing that dress.” Answer the husband while poking his wife's chin.


“Still early in the morning it has started dreadling right.” The wife was embarrassed too.


“Good morning, Father.”


Navya Orianthi, a little girl in white ran towards her father and sat on his lap.


“Good morning also son father.” The father replied while kissing Navya's cheek.


“Vya, let me have breakfast first, son. Here sit with mother first.” Bring the mother. But only a headband was obtained as a sign of the answer that he still wanted to sit on his father's lap.


“Dad, Dad don't go to work huh. Vya today wants to go for a walk with Dad. Vya wants to buy toys with Daddy.” Whiney Navya spoiled.


“Iya darling.” The father replied to calm his beloved daughter.


The time has shown at 08.00 WIB indicates that you must immediately leave for the airport. Navya who usually almost never fuss when the father say goodbye to go to work, but now different. He didn't seem to want to part with his father. Crying as the bundes took turns to carry her. The sentence that is always spoken from his tiny lips is only “Dad, can not go.”


Until finally there is a promise spoken from the father who stated that he will go home and will accompany Navya to buy his favorite toy. Submissively, Navya began to loosen her arms and turned to her mother.


“Honey, take good care of our children yes,” said the husband while kissing his wife's friendly forehead.


The wife reached out to shake her husband's hand and kiss him.


“Iya dear, I will definitely take good care of our son,” replied the wife with a sweet smile.


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A word that now covers the heart. Regretting.  If he had helped Navya to ban him from work, Danadyaksa Jayandaru would not have been included in the list of victims of plane crashes. But death is not a divine secret. So far we avoid death but if it has become his ration will surely come closer. Death, soul mate and sustenance is a predestination that has been recorded in Lauhul Mahfudz that is set since man was in the womb.


Himeka Kumari, a 27-year-old woman, has straight black hair and is in harmony with her face. At first glance, you will never expect at a very young age, she already bears the status of a one-child widow.


Yes, such is the way of life that must be taken by a Himeka Kumari. Want to fight destiny and blame God? Not likely. Only sincere and patient that he should now do to try to survive in the chaos of life.


Can he live this life without a companion? Can she be a single parent to her only child, Navya Orianthi? Will destiny be reunited with a priest figure who will complete his life?


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