Dusk Substitute
The heart gave up

It was late afternoon, exactly at 16:00 WIB which was seen on Nissa's watch. I heard a breath coming from Nissa's nose. It shows clearly his workload throughout the day. Nissa's first time home was too late. Nissa called Radit, asking for permission to come home late. The end of school is getting closer. The reason that keeps Nissa busy all day at school. Finally after a busy day with a laptop, Nissa was able to go home. Why does she miss Radit so much? An unusual feeling, as Nissa's little heart begins to search for Radit's shadow.

Nissa immediately cleaned up all her stuff. If she doesn't leave soon, Nissa will lose twilight and the possibility of a deserted road. Understandably, the school where Nissa taught was in a remote village. Roads that twist and uphill, become a characteristic road to the village. Radit repeatedly tells Nissa to stop working. At least until Nissa gave birth. But Radit's request ended in silence. When Nissa saw Radit's request. With a sad and heavy face. As a result, Radit relented by letting Nissa continue to work. As long as Nissa is happy, Radit will try to fulfill her.

"Alley!" inner Nissa, when the orange rays hit her face. His gaze was glare, the orange rays of the sun looked so bright.

Nissa rode her motorcycle matic slowly. The sky began to look orange, the omen of dusk began to show his face. Soon the twilight will disappear, along with the arrival of the evening. Nissa rode her motorcycle slowly. The distance from the school to Radit's house is quite far. About thirty minutes later, Nissa arrived home.

"He's come!" inner Nissa was happy, when she saw Radit's car was parked sweet.

Nissa stepped up happily, finally she was able to meet Radit and Zain. But his happiness was only for a moment. It was all over, when Nissa heard the familiar sound of laughter. The sound of laughter replacing him in the big family of Kusuma. The sound of laughter began to be heard back at Radit's house. The laughter seemed to want to say, if all was his and would always be his.

"Assalammualaikum!" greeting Nissa kindly, Zain turned his head towards Nissa. Radit was busy with his work. He immediately greeted Nissa. Rayhan is between Alvira and Radit. Even Sanjaya also sat down together with his son and grandson. Complete and warm formation of Radit family.

"Mama!" zain shouted, as he ran to hug Nissa. Alvira is stunned to hear Zain's loving call to Nissa. A warm embrace that feels foreign to Alvira's own biological mother.

Nissa kissed the back of Radit's hand, while receiving Zain's warm embrace. Nissa smiled covering up her jealousy. Seeing the warm welcome of husband and son. Nissa could not bear to ruin everything with an unclear sense of jealousy. Nissa crouched down, hugging Zain warm and loving. A hug accompanied by Alvira's sad gaze.

"Darling, mom is still dirty. Zain playing with mama Alvira!" pinta Nissa was warm, Zain shook his head slowly. Nissa smiled, then looked up at Radit. Radit blinked his eyes, signalling he understood Nissa's desire.

"Zain, mama hasn't had a bath. After you shower, you'll play with Zain!" radit said, Zain pursed his lips. Zain was angry, he couldn't play with Nissa.

Alvira could only remain silent, staring at the relationship between Nissa and Radit. The family he left behind for success. He is now happy without himself. The happy laughter that should be with him. He can no longer have it completely. Alvira is devastated unceremoniously, not only is her love gone. The fruit of love that every couple always craves. Now no longer think it exists, just remembering the name alone does not.

Nissa walked towards her room, just after Zain had gone to meet Alvira. Radit looked at Nissa's back which was getting further and further away. There is a sense that is not easy to understand. Staring at Nissa's back which seemed to be harboring pain. Radit eventually decides to follow Nissa. Radit could not imagine Nissa's loneliness. Radit runs after Nissa, leaving his job. Again and again Alvira could only fall silent. Staring at the warm attitude of Radit that he once might have felt and now only wishful thinking.

"Why is Alvira silent? You regret leaving Radit!" rayhan said spontaneously, Alvira turned her head with a surprised look.

"Me!" sahut Alvira was restrained, his voice stopped and no longer able to say another word. Alvira is ashamed to admit her stupidity. The stupid attitude that made him lose everything.

"Alvira, I know you both. Radit used to love you a lot, but now Nissa is in his life. Never try to be the third of them. Your chance is over, along with Radit's hand holding Nissa's. Just once you try, I'll make sure to delete your name on my best friend list!"

"Why are you so protective of Nissa? You like her?" alvira said, Rayhan smiled faintly. There is a sense of amused, as well as disbelief. When Alvira accidentally admits to his evil intentions. Rayhan was more astonished, when Alvira was able to think there was a sense of sadness for Nissa. Stupid thinking that can't happen, even in a dream.

"Nissa is like Radit in my life. My best friend and foster brother. I'm not going to choose between Radit and Nissa. I will protect their relationship. Because there will be a lot of hearts hurt, if Radit and Nissa's relationship ends!"

"Especially the heart of Amira, the brother who loved Nissa very much. He was able to do everything, if it could make Nissa happy. Two slaps from his most beloved man. It felt so painful, but not as painful as seeing Nissa's tears dripping down. Amira, she's the reason I defended Nissa and will always protect Nissa. For Amira's heart is too fragile, to be broken so many times!" rayhan's inner self, looking down.

"Rayhan, who do you want to protect? Whose heart is broken? Why are you acting so weird?" cecar Alvira, Rayhan immediately turned his head.

"Whoever is none of your business? Never do anything that will hurt you!" rayhan said, then stood up leaving Alvira alone. Alvira can only be pensive, realizing there is no more love and friendship for her.

"Tante Alvira, Zain is tired!" zain said with my face, Alvira flinched. He looked at Zain's face. The son he took for granted. All for the sake of ambition and success.

Alvira cupped Zain's face, kissing his son's forehead warmly. Alvira wept in her heart, realizing that her son did not consider her a mother. Aunty's call is heard in Alvira's ear. A knife sliced through his heart. It was so painful and painful that he couldn't breathe. Alvira seems to want to die, hearing her son call Nissa by the name of mother. Alvira clenched tightly onto Zain's head, her chest feeling so tight. Alvira is really hurt.

"Tante, Zain's head hurts!" zain shouted, as Alvira's embrace was too tight. Zain pushed Alvira's body, resisting the warm embrace of the mother.

"One time, just once you call me Mama. I'm not someone else, I'm your real mother. I gave birth to you, not Nissa. I'm the one you deserve to call Mama, not Nissa. If only I had known this pain my heart, when I heard you calling Nissa Mama. I will never leave you. Wrong, if now I want it all back. It used to be mine and will always be mine!" inward Alvira, while continuing to hold Zain.