
The moon just stepped into the broadcast room, which was on the same floor as the office. Honestly, he was not too curious, but what he could do when his arm was forcibly pulled.
It turned out that the ones who were boisterous were the people from the news announcer section. They seemed to be arguing, seemed busy with their phones, like they were about to confirm something before the news went live.
A figure of an arm holding the Moon's hand, he looked back. He found Mr. Tara with a worried face.
"What's up..?" Asked the Moon, he circulated a glance.
Mr. Tara shook his head softly, his eyes seemed to be shrouded in sadness. "I want to talk to you..."
The moon did not respond, he instead focused on Bima who was sitting holding her cellphone, with an anxious face.
"Rolling Camera..action..!" Called the cameraman. The long red light in front of the studio was on, a sign of being airborne live.
🔊 Good afternoon viewers. SKY Airline, a Los Angeles-Indonesia flight, has been missing from radar since 07:00 this morning. The Boeing 670 has been flying from Los Angeles since 03:00 a.m. Officials said the plane had lost contact in the waters of the North Pacific Ocean. To date, there has been no further news from the team....
"Moon..." Lirih Pak Tara, he shook the princess's arm that was staring at the Pewara.
"Awhile..." The moon listened more clearly, carefully. Then he brushed off Mr. Tara's arm, then hurriedly reached into his pocket, to pick up the phone.
The first thing he did was check Arkana's flight schedule. The location, the name of the plane, the time of departure, everything was exactly what the news carrier had said.
Not wanting to be so bad, he called Arkana. But not connected.
"Quiet the Moon, calm yourself... Arkana's on the plane, her phone's turned off..." He muttered to himself, with both hands shaking he kept calling Arkana numbers.
But again not connected. The moon was still calm, he again listened to the live news, while reading the names of the passengers listed on the monitor screen.
"That's really Pak Arkana's plane..."
"Is that really Mr Arkana?"
"There's no way Mr. Arkana..."
People kept muttering, they all denied the news. No one believes what they see. Even when the photos of the passengers were released, they were still in disbelief.
Seeing the picture of her husband's calom plastered clearly, the Moon was sitting limp. Some pieces of confenti tape that was stuck in his hair even fell down.
"STOP...! THAT'S NOT ARKA, IS IT...!" He screamed while crying loudly.
Then he got up, stepped quickly towards Bima who was still drowned limp.
"Bima, you called Arkana, didn't you? What say? She's okay, right?" He asked a lot of questions, with tears flowing.
Bima was still unmoved, he grasped tightly his phone. It was like he had lost his life when he heard this news. There's no way Arkana just left, there's no way. Arkana is a strong man, unyielding and always keeps his word.
"My answer is Bima..!" Strangling the Moon, he really can't control himself now.
Before long, Saras came to the Moon while running. He even left his high sandals in the car, in order to quickly meet the child.
"Moon..." Call her while crying. He grabbed the body of the princess, then hugged her tightly.
"Mother...." The Moon cry broke on the mother's shoulders. His mind was slashed by a dagger, the pain began to creep like being skinned alive. So hurt.
What kind of sin has he ever committed? Why since long ago, his life was never worth it. He lost everything, whatever he had was always taken back. What kind of sin did he commit, until he had to accept all this bitterness.
Why doesn't everyone there say Arkana's gonna be okay.
"Arkana must have kept her promise, right, Mom..? Arkana promised to come back to me..." His crying never broke, his breathing was even irregular.
Even Saras himself, did not dare to say that Arkana would be fine. He could not say anything, he just rubbed his daughter's head while crying bitterly.
On the podium, the news anchor cried when the camera was turned off. He took off his glasses, and tried to stop the tears with a piece of tissue.
A silent atmosphere swept through the room, only the faint cries of the Moon could be heard. It was as if everyone was praying to God, to bring Arkana back safely.
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Seven days passed.....
To date, there has been no news from Arkana. Even the related team has not found all the passengers.
They were very troubled, considering that the Pacific Ocean was very deep. Even to collect the wreckage of the plane they have not succeeded.
Only a few pieces of debris were found. The plate looks smashed.
Every time the Moon monitors the progress of the search through the news, her mind gets more hurt. I can't imagine what happened to Arkana. The thick steel body of the plane was smashed into pieces, then could he hope Arkana would be fine?
Seven days had passed, during which time the Moon kept herself locked up in Arkana's apartment. He takes care of Arkana's cats. Tidying up the whole house. Being in that house makes the Moon have the power to hope.
But still he could not stem the cry, which came at any time. He even immediately nodded when he saw Arkana's briefcase.
"How are you, my future husband?"
He brought home a script called Fragile, then wrote down what was going on now. From today he decided, the happy ending, or sad ending of the story will depend on the fate of Arkana.
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Meanwhile, in the room, Bima looked curled under the blanket. For a week he lay down on an Arkana bed. Every second that passed, he spent inhaling in the scent of Arkana's body left there.
"You don't miss me? How long are you gonna keep hiding?" Bima shed tears. Arkana was the best friend he ever had.
"Male... Eat first, son.." Call Ayana, she comes with a bowl of warm porridge.
Ayana was one of the people hardest hit by the incident. Just like a mother who lost her child, she felt the same pain. During this one week he even slept while hugging an Arkana shirt.
"Why is God so evil to Arka, Mom? Why does God always take Arka's happiness..?" Bima's sobs spilled, as she recalled how difficult Arkana's life was as a teenager. Where he must live a long life without the role of a complete parent.
Arkana was even excommunicated, as he was the son of a corrupt official. Not enough to get there, he even had to live apart from his mother, because his grandmother did not want to accept him as a grandson.
The son of a dirty official, that's how Arkana was in the eyes of her mother's family.
"Arkana has found her happiness, why did God destroy it, Mom..?"
Ayana rubbed Bima's back gently, while holding back the tears that slowly flowed down her cheeks.
"We pray, may God save Arkana."
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