Dusk Substitute
Three Descendants of Kusuma

"Amira, sit!" aryan said loudly, Amira continued to walk without caring about Aryan's words.

This morning Amira's mansion looks crowded, not as usual. The house is always quiet, now crowded with several family members who come. There are no special events, just breakfast together as a way to connect family relationships. Arya Tri Putra Kusuma, the third son of the Kusuma family. One of the heirs of the Kusuma family business empire. The great man who brought Kusuma company flapped his wings as high and wide as possible. The younger siblings of Elmaira Eka Kusuma and Daniel Dwi Kusuma, the eldest daughter and second son of the Kusuma family. The proud son of the great lord Kusuma who is none other than Amira's biological father.

The breakfast event was initiated by Irfan as the spearhead of the Kusuma family. Not many were invited, just a few business associates and the closest family. Radit and Sanjaya are no exception, not just because they are Radit's business partners. But the relationship between Alvira and Radit, made the rope of their brotherhood so strong. An invitation that only invited the nuclear family, without Nissa. The reason for the annoyance Amira showed. The disappointment was so great that he could not afford to live in his house anymore.

"Amira!" aryan shouted, the guests turned their heads. Aryan's voice snapped, stopping Amira's steps. But not to comply, Amira stopped her steps. Because he wanted to see how much anger Aryan had towards him.

"Dear Amira, sit down with grandpa. We haven't met for a long time. At least this morning, cancel all your appointments and have breakfast with us!" irfan said kindly, Amira stood up without flinching.

Arya is angered by Amira's attitude. With his anger in check, Aryan walked up to Amira. Sania Amira's mother held Aryan's hand. But firmly, Arya brushed off his hand. Nothing else could have prevented Aryan's anger. Not only did Amira make Aryan angry, Amira had made Aryan ashamed before the guests. Moreover, they were not ordinary guests.

"Sit down!" aryan said with a clash, Amira did not budge. Aryan pulls Amira's hand, but Aryan's efforts are in vain. Amira did not move, she stood upright in her original place. Aryan was getting angry, he raised his hand. Aryan almost slapped Amira. If Rayhan doesn't hold Aryan's hand.

"Sorry Mr. Aryan, not me to interfere. How wise, sir, finish everything inside. They don't have the right to see all this. Do not let them make your rude attitude as a joke. The daughter of a good woman. There's a reason he's behaving this way!" said Rayhan, Aryan stared intently at Rayhan. Aryan felt Rayhan should not interfere. Amira closed her eyes, as she saw Aryan's hand raised.

"He's right Aryan, Amira wouldn't behave like this for no reason. Ask him, what's the reason?" sahut Irfan, Aryan turned towards Amira.

"Alvira, help Aryan talk to Amira. If possible, bring Amira here!" irfan said, Alvira nodded slowly. Alvira shifted her chair backwards. Amira heard the sound of a moving chair. Suddenly Amira pointed towards Alvira, holding Alvira's steps closer. Amira refuses to know Alvira, either as a brother or a friend?

"Amira, that's enough!" shouted Aryan angrily, looking at Amira's increasingly becoming attitude.

"Why did papa stop? Don't hesitate, if you want to slap Amira. Papa wanted to find out why I refused to sit there. Papa really wants to know!" said Amira loudly, Aryan lowered his hand. Aryan undoes his intention of slapping Amira. Had Aryan really slapped Amira. It would be a fatal result.

"Say, what's your excuse? Until you dare to mess up the show this morning!"

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"Get me talk!" aryan snapped, shortly after slapping Amira very hard. The guests were silent, Irfan stared at the point of contention Aryan and Amira. Sania shook her head in disbelief, a drop of her tears falling right in her eye sockets. The heart of the sliced mother saw her daughter hurt.

"Papa's slap, won't make me feel any pain. Years ago, your daughter's heart and physique died. There will be no more pain. How hard did papa slap me? As hard as you can, papa? It's not gonna scare me anymore. Amira your daughter died years ago, with the warmth and conscience of this family dead!"

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"Quite this madness, your anger doesn't make sense. Papa was never rude to you. All this time, whatever you need. Papa always obeyed him. Papa worked hard for you, this is your reply to papa!"

"Papa never hurt me, but for grandfather's sake has killed my conscience. In front of my two eyes, Grandpa kicked out my aunt Elma and cousin Nissa. Then take the woman and make her Nissa's replacement. Papa forgot Aunt Elma's cry, you could see my cousin Nissa's scream. Now papa's throwing a party, to commemorate the departure of Aunt Elma!" amira shouted with a sobbing voice. His heart felt so painful, his chest felt burning and tight. Alvira bowed lethargic, Amira's disappointment at her was real. There's nothing he can do anymore.

"Amira, stop it now. You don't see many guests!"

"Who started it, why now ask me to stop? From the beginning I didn't want to stand between you. Papa who keeps forcing me, papa who wants to show me who the Kusuma family really are?"

"Amira, papa, please let's end this! Now sit down with papa!" aryan said softly, slowly pulling Amira's hand.

"Sorry, Amira prefers village cuisine. At least Amira wants to stay!" said Amira, while releasing Aryan's hand.

"Amira, papa please!" aryan shouted, but his efforts were in vain.

"I'm sorry, dear papa, you let you down!" aryan's mind, while looking at his daughter's back that was getting farther away.