Dusk Substitute
Saskia Dwi Ananda's

"Welcome young master!"

"Hmmm, where is everyone?" sahut Radit was cold, his footsteps felt so stiff.

Raditya the young master, the ruler of several large corporations. A stiff businessman, but really warm to his family. The attitude that he always covered, so that no one looked at him weak. Radit is a father of a son with special needs. Backbones of his extended family. The responsibility he has borne since he was a teenager. The heavy load that forged Radit became strong and responsible.

"The "big master was in the library, while the others were in their respective rooms. Young master Zain, it's in the back garden!" said Ifa, one of ART in Radit's mansion.

"Call everyone, they must welcome my wife. The new lady in the house. Tell them, I'll just wait for five minutes no more. If anyone doesn't come, they'll accept my anger!" radit said firmly and loudly, Ifa nodded with fear. Radit is not a person to compromise. Once he doesn't like it, he'll never like it. No one dared to go against Radit's will.

"From you!" call Radit to Nissa, right after Ifa goes to call everyone.

Nissa walked slowly, her white wedding dress had changed. The maroon-colored gamis attached beautifully to his body. A long hijab covers the crown that never breaks. Nissa was graceful with clothes that covered her entire curves. Muslim beauty is stored in the simple figure of Nurul Choirunnissa. For a moment Radit was stunned by the figure of Nissa. But as soon as possible Radit covered his admiration. It was as if the admiration for Nissa was wrong and inappropriate.

"What's the big master?" nissa said softly, Radit immediately turned his head. Nissa lowered her head. Nissa stood a few steps behind Radit. The distance that Nissa deliberately formed would be the figure of the priest of the afterlife.

"You're seriously calling me big master!" sahut Radit coldly, Nissa nodded without turning her head towards Radit. Radit's cynical smile, invisible to Nissa. The smile that was mocking Nissa's attitude.

"Isn't that the call you were expecting. A husband who never took his marriage seriously. Never be warm to his wife. The status of the mistress you said, is no more a name than a designation for ART!"

"You!" sahut Radit angry, clearly looks annoyed Radit. Angry that provoked, when Nissa cornered herself. Nissa wanted to tell the world and everyone. If he's nothing more than ART Radit.

"Why?" nissa said straightforwardly, Radit sighed. Choose silence, ending the debate that has just begun. Nissa walked back a few steps. Distances are clearly visible at the sign of Nissa and Radit. Distance is not so far, but not too close when we pass it.

"Where are they? Why so long?" radit said with anger. Anxiety for which there is no obvious reason. Nissa was silent and half ignored Radit's anger. Why does Nissa have to be around Radit? If it is broken and broken. The path of destiny can never be guessed. Only live sincerely, the best way to receive the written.

"What's Radit? No need to get angry. It took me a while to walk here, five minutes wouldn't be enough!"

"But they deliberately walked slowly!"

"It's not them who do it on purpose, it's your affection that makes them behave that way. You are always weak, never be firm with them. This is what you finally have to accept. They take the wind and your warning!"

"Papa, why make Radit's brother hate us?" sahut Saskia, graceful steps full of arrogance appear at every step. Radit and Sanjaya turned their heads, towards the young lady of this family. Only Nissa doesn't care about Saskia. Nissa chose to remain silent in her indeterminate thoughts.

Saskia Dwi Ananda, the second daughter of the Radit family. Raditya's younger sister is about the same age as Nissa. Only a few years apart, younger Nissa. Beautiful is for sure, seeing a handsome Radit charismatic. Angkuh became the dominant character of Saskia, because luxury has enveloped his life for a long time. Radit's affection became the second reason for Saskia's arrogant attitude. The young master's beloved sister who will get all things in the blink of an eye.

"Saskia she's sister's wife!" radit said, Saskia walked over to Nissa. With such a haughty move. Saskia stood three steps ahead of Nissa. Then turned his body, turning towards Radit.

"This woman sold herself to you. I think she's a classy woman, turned out to be tacky and moody. How many brothers bought it?" said Saskia cynically, Nissa and Radit immediately grabbed her face. The two of them looked at Saskia simultaneously. Only their eyes are different.

"Where are the others?" said Radit flatly, indifferent to the harsh words of Saskia. Although Radit understood the meaning of Nissa's pain-filled gaze. But his affection for Saskia leaves Radit helpless and defends Nissa. The wife he had just married a while ago.

"They're busy, there's no time to meet him!"

"Saskia, she's sister's wife!" sahut Radit relaxed, Saskia did not understand Radit's words. With ease Saskia passed away. Just leave Nissa and Radit. No helping hand, just warm attitude to his sister's wife.

"Pardon her attitude, she's Saskia Radit's sister!" sahut Sanjaya, Nissa raised her face. Radit turned to look at Nissa. Nissa's silence disturbed Radit's heart. Why was there guilt in his heart? When Radit recalled Saskia's harsh words and attitude towards Nissa.

"No need to apologize, none of his words were wrong. I am a debt-ridden woman. Your son has bought me very expensively. Her sister's regret was well deserved, considering her brother bought a cheap woman at a great price!" insinuating Nissa, Radit immediately turned his head. Radit's incredulous look at Nissa's words was obvious. Radit feels every word Nissa says is meant for him.

"Son, don't say that. Whatever the reason that got you two married. Radit's still the husband who needs to protect and protect you. Things will change, over time they will realize your love. Now rest. I'm going in first!" sanjaya said warmly, Nissa nodded while cupping her hands. Saying the words of Sanjaya, warmly welcome the hand of the father-in-law.

"Large master, where's the maid's room?" nissa said, shortly after Sanjaya left.

"There was in the back house, they lived in one house. But it's different men's and women's homes!" sahut Radit relaxed, Nissa nodded slowly. Nissa pulled her suitcase. The suitcase that brought some of his gamis. Radit glued, seeing Nissa walk past him. Radit doesn't understand, why is Nissa walking towards the back?

"Wait, where?" radit said confusedly, while holding Nissa's hand.

"Helper's room!"

"For!" sahut Radit grew confused, without letting go of Nissa's hand.

"Rest, shouldn't a maid sleep in the maid's room. There's no way I'm sleeping in the master's room. If in fact I'm in this house as a maid!" said Nissa coldly, Radit was silent.

"Nissa you misunderstood!"

"Excuse me, I have to put the stuff down. If you need anything, please call me!" nissa said it was cold, ice-cold that was able to freeze Radit's heart and soul.

"Nissa, don't overdo it!" said Radit, then pulled Nissa's hand. Radit took the suitcase out of Nissa's hand. Radit asks his personal assistant to take Nissa's suitcase to the main room.

"I'm just following your word!"

"Shut up!" snapped Radit, Nissa closed her frightened eyes. Radit felt guilty, as he saw the fear on Nissa's face.

"Sorry!" batin Radit pilu's.