Dusk Substitute
An unexpected grandson

The moonlight looks so perfect. The sky looks so bright. The moonlight pierced through the dark behind the night clouds. A bright light that illuminates the dark night. Nissa stood looking up, staring at the clear sky. Right in the middle of the month, the most special day on which the moon shines so perfectly? Before tomorrow comes back. Nisss stood glued, his hands propped up on the iron fence of the balcony. Silence without words, looking for the meaning of wounds and likes that never brimmed.

Radit stood pensively right by the door. Staring wistfully at Nissa, the woman who continued to be injured and left out. But always strong, without complaining. Radit felt guilty, as he recalled the incident this afternoon. Radit could only remain silent, without even defending Nissa. Occasionally, it was still bright in Radit's ears. The facts revealed can no longer be ignored.

FLASHBACKS

"Apart from Alvira, you found a cheap woman!" insinir Irfan, Sanjaya immediately turned his head. Radit clenched his hand, there was anger hearing Irfan's insults. But his anger was restrained, when Nissa clasped Radit's hand tightly. Nissa's headband, Nissa's cue didn't expect to see Radit's anger.

"Irfan, Nissa's a good woman. Zain loved him very much!"

"Woman woo, born of a woo woman. No wonder the fruit fell not far from the tree. A proverb worthy of describing him and his mother!" irfan said coldly, Nissa shook her head weakly. His heart ached, clear drops of tears falling on his eye peluk. Tears that fell right over Radit's hands. The water felt so cold that it pierced into Radit's bones.

"Darling!" radit said softly, Nissa nodded weakly. Cue he's not okay. Radit stared at Irfan.

"Why are you talking that hard? He's innocent of my farewell to Alvira!" said Radit growled and emotionless, Irfan smiled cynically.

"Grandfather, Radit's right. Their marriage took place, after I officially separated from Radit!" sahut Alvira, Radit and Nissa immediately turned their heads. Alvira came out of Radit's guest room. Nissa turned her head towards Radit, Radit's head bobbing in response from Nissa's wry gaze.

"Darling!" said Radit, stop Nissa standing up.

"Why go? Sit down with us, so that you realize your status!" irfan said, Sanjaya immediately shook her head slowly. I hope Irfan stops all of his words.

"Grandfather, don't insult Nissa or I forget your manners!" radit said, Nissa took Radit. Without saying much, Nissa left everyone behind.

"Alvira!" greet Alvira, holding out her hand towards Nissa. Radit stared confusedly, he felt helplessly holding up the meeting between Nissa and Alvira.

"Alvira, there's no need to be kind to him. She's not a good woman. He was born from a bad relationship!" yelling Irfan, Alvira stared intently at Irfan. He disagreed with Alvira's thinking.

Nissa's heart rate is pounding, Irfan's words don't just hurt Nissa. But killing Nissa slowly, doubts about the purity of the mother who gave birth to her. Making Nissa flinch, she was angry with Irfan's words. Patience that continues to be tested, now disappears with the insult of the mother. Nissa clenched her hand. He walked towards Irfan. Standing a few meters away from the middle-aged man who was so respected. But now Nissa's gaze was full of anger and hatred.

"Great master please insult me, but never insult the mother who gave birth to me. Spill your anger and hatred on me, but never doubt your purity!"

"What I'm saying is true, your mother is nothing more than a cheap woman!" irfan said loudly, Alvira ran to hold Irfan's hand. Alvira does not want Irfan's anger to interfere with his health.

"She was a cheap woman, so she married my sister. To pay off her parents' debts. She's nothing more than a debt relief woman!" saskia said chimed in, then stood right beside Radit.

Plaaakkk

"Go to your room, now!" said Radit emotion, shortly after slapping Saskia.

"It turns out my prejudice wasn't wrong. You're still despicable, like your mother!"

"Grandfather!" radit shouted, Nissa shook her head weakly. Nissa chose silence, not fear but she still appreciated Irfan the great master.

"You love him more than I do. Eight years of our togetherness, vanishing in the strongest of your months together. Who is Nissa? Why do you love her so much? Not only do you love her, you appreciate her. You risked blood relations. In defense of his pride. Honestly, Radit, I envy Nissa. My ex-husband loves her sincerely. My son loved her with all his heart. Now, my grandfather was watching her with his anger. Who is Nissa? He replaced me in an instant!" batin Alvira did not believe, while looking at Radit who was angry.

"Father enough, he's innocent!"

"Of Aryan!" sahut Alvira, Nissa immediately twisted her body. He chose to leave, enough of his pain today. The insults spoken, were enough to make his heart hurt.

"Nissa, you don't want to say hello!" aryan said warmly, Alvira and Radit turned their heads in disbelief. The warmth is visible, as if a sign of such a close relationship.

"Assalammualaikum om!" sahut Nissa flat.

"Wait for Nissa, this is my gift!" said Aryan, while giving a small box towards Nissa. But politely, Nissa refused a gift from Aryan.

"Omuse me!"

"Thank you, great sir didn't expect me. So it's not appropriate for me to receive a reward from his labor!" nissa said politely, Aryan shook his head weakly. Forcing Nissa to accept the gift she was given.

"Take it!" aryan said, Nissa refused.

"Again thanks, just give this gift to Amira or Alvira. Those who deserve it!" nissa said softly, then left Aryan.

"Amira princess om, means Nissa!" said Radit gamang, Aryan nodded slowly.

FLASH BACK OFF

"Nissa, you're okay!" greet Radit, Nissa nodded without looking over. Nissa kept looking at the sky so beautifully. As if there were no injuries to him.

"Sorry!" radit said softly, Nissa turned her head with an astonished look. Nissa looked at Radit who was down. It shows such a great guilt. Nissa was more and more astonished by Radit's attitude. Guilt for what?

"You why? Ahmad Dzaky Raditya apologized so sincerely. What's bothering you!"

"Darling, I realize I'm guilty of you. I can't defend you. They kept insulting and insulting, whereas I was just glued. I can't defend you!"

"Why are you defending me? If in fact I don't feel hurt. They're my family, the same blood runs through my veins. If their affection is not for me, at least the hatred is there to remember me!"

"No way!"

"Maybe I'm naive, taking insults as affection. But that's me, his real father's mother. He's my best friend Amira's grandfather. Later he was my son's great-grandfather. On what basis do I hate him. Whether my son is admitted or not? He was just like Zain, entitled to call him great-grandfather!"

"I'm sorry, sorry!" whispered Radit, while hugging Nissa's body from behind.