ARGUS

Chapter 81's

"Honey, mother is sorry." said Cella took Qila who was still crying in Arzu's arms. Shila stopped crying.

"Don't cry anymore" said Cella wiping Qila's tears. He kissed both of Qila's eyes gently.

"Baby with Mom?" asked Arzu who answered nodding by Cella.

"Tonight let them sleep with us huh mas?" pinta Cella's. However, the longing for his two daughters was so great. Although both are so spoiled, but Cella loves them so much.

"As much as you love" said Arzu, peeping at Syila's head.

"Mamama." Oceh Qila with nose and eyes reddened by crying.

"What dear?" tanya Cella kissed Qila's tiny lips.

"Tutu" said Qila, pushing her lips to tears.

"Milk? Didn't you drink that?" ask Cella to wipe away the rest of Qila's tears. Qila further pressed her lips and cried again. Cella smiled as she hugged Qila affectionately.

"Yes, we make the milk. Don't cry anymore, you make milk for Qila. Syila wants some milk, too?"

Syila looked at Cella fixedly, then nodded slowly.

"Look, don't cry" Cella took Qila and brought her to the kitchen. Arzu was with Syila just following Cella's steps from behind. Buk Yeni who saw all that could only smile. The fear in her suddenly disappeared when she saw Cella's concern for her granddaughters. At first he was afraid that Cella would love her son more than the twins. But the woman's heart was as soft as cotton. Still have the same love.

"You are very lucky to have a mother like your mother, be a filial child" said buk Yeni peeping baby boy forehead.

***

"Althan Rachez Wilson, return the sister's book." a beautiful girl screamed loudly from her room. He closed the door violently and hurriedly walked towards his sister's room. The owner of the name hides behind the bed hugging a book.

"Exit Al, otherwise brother will pinch you. " cried the girl more and more annoyed.

"Stop it! You are very noisy," cried someone on the doorstep while shaking his waist.

"Look at your sister, she's so naughty. Stealing books, taking all my belongings, is so annoying." the scolding of the horse-painted girl folded her hands together.

"He's a kid, besides he's your brother. Al, out. Don't make your sister angry" said the girl with a face so similar to the girl who was now upset. But the girl's face was warmer compared to the chatty girl with her flat face.

"Al, why hide? Ayok," he smiled as he found his sister behind the bed. The brother looked down when he saw the brother's face.

"No need to fear, there's a big brother here. Come on, give the book to sister Qila. Before he was angry," said Syila rubbed his sister's head. Al, the sister shook her head slowly.

"Al, you can grab sister's book. Don't take Qila's book, okay? Ayok," said Syila trying to persuade her sister. Al returned to his head.

"What's this?" ask someone who just came in. Syila immediately turned her head, she smiled when she saw the figure she missed so much. The woman in white was standing at the door.

Unlike Qila, he immediately put on a flat face. His gaze was so sharp. He looked irritated and immediately left.

"Qila.." call Cella when she sees Qila passing by without a word. His heart was filled when he saw Qila's cold attitude towards him. He himself was confused by Qila's change in attitude these few days. Usually Qila always act spoiled, but for almost a week he was always cold until Cella confused what to do.

Their age has now entered 8 years, and their youngest child is only 6 years old.

"Mother," said Qila to Cella. Cella smiled, she kissed Syila's forehead gently. Then his gaze shifted to the son who was looking down.

"Al, are you pranking brother again?" ask Cella gently.

"Al just wanted to play with my brother, but I never wanted to play with Al again. Bad brother," said Althan began to drip a clear circle. Cella let out a long sigh, she approached Al and hugged him tightly.

"Maybe brother is tired dear, brother is busy studying for the exam. Don't bother brother, will you?" said Cella rubbed Althan's head.

"Mother, Al just wants to play with sister Qila," Althan's cry was increasingly broken. Cella rubbed her son's back gently, she herself was confused by Qila's change in nature.

"Al calm down, there's Syila here. Ayok play, kasian mother must be tired of just coming home from work." said Syila. Compared to Qila, Syila was indeed more mature and wise.

"Yes mother" said Althan, he kissed Cella's cheek gently.

"Syila, take good care of me." Cella told Syila. Syila was enthusiastic. Then both of them went out. Cella looked at the backs of her two children so softly. He massaged his forehead because he felt the throbbing in his head getting bigger.

"What's wrong with Qila?" said Cella, she supported her forehead which still felt dizzy. After feeling better, Cella went back to her room.

The night Cella woke up, she was thirsty.

"It turned out to be over" he said when he saw the glass was empty. He got out of bed and walked out. As he passed through the room two he noticed, he was a little surprised that the room light was still alive. Cella turned the door knob slowly, little by little the door opened. Cella can see Qila looking back at her while holding something that Cella can't see clearly.

"Mama, Qila wants to see Mama. Why did you leave Qila and sister Syila? Why did you let another woman take papa? Qila wants mama back,"

Cella was so shocked, she closed her mouth that her voice of surprise was not heard by Qila. During this time Cella and Arzu still hide the truth about Monik until his two daughters are fully grown. But no one knows how Qila knows everything.

"How did Qila know?" cella said softly, she closed the door slowly. Her tears just escaped, now she knew the reason for Qila's change in attitude towards her and Althan.

"Mother never snatch papa from your dear mama," said Cella touching her chest pain.

Cella undoes her intention to take drinking water. He returned to the room with a shaky step. His mind is really raging right now.

Arriving in the room, Cella leaned back on her headboard. She looked at her husband's sleeping face.

"Is that you mas? No way, I know you wouldn't tell without me. Who really told you all this without my knowledge?" mumbling Cella. He hugged both of his legs, his feelings now uncertain. Only one that he feared, the hatred he would get from his two daughters whom he loved dearly. He couldn't do it if they hated him. Cella cried without a sound.

***

In the morning everyone was sitting at the dinner table. Occasionally Cella looks at her two daughters who are eating.

"Darling, you're not at work today?" asked Arzu who managed to make Cella surprised.

"Ah yes mas, today there is no schedule." replied Cella.

"What's wrong?" tanya Arzu touched Cella's arm. Cella smiled as she shook her head.

"Pa, tomorrow weekend Qila is going to stay at grandma's house. Aunt Moli wants to take Qila for a walk, can ya?" qila asked Arzu.

"Come, but remember. Don't bother your grandmother and aunt ok?" said Arzu who was immediately answered nodding by Qila.

"Syila, you should come too." Qila looked back at her.

"Al will come too!" althan was so excited.

"No, you can't come." said Qila. Cella and Arzu were shocked to hear Qila's words. Althan was very sad, he looked down lethargic.

"Let your sister come with you, usually you're always together" Cella said with a friendly smile. But not with Qila, he put on his upset face.

"No, if Qila says no yes no!" snapped Qila got up from her seat while throwing a spoon to cause a strong twang.

"Qila! Keep your attitude!" arzu exclaims give sharp settings to Qila. Cella holds Arzu's hand so as not to continue her emotions.

Qila looked at Cella sharply, her tears were already blocked.

"It's all my fault, mother has taken papa from mama and now mother also took papa from us. Qila hates mommy and her too!" qila pointed at Althan. Then he immediately left.

Cella's heart ached when she heard Qila's screams and words that made her heart pierced. Cella got up from her seat, she walked slowly towards her room without caring for Arzu's call.

Cella closed the door, crying behind the door. His heart really hurt when he recalled Qila's words.

"Mother never did that, dear mother" said Cella dropped herself on the floor. He never thought if this would happen, he would rather lose his life than lose his two daughters. Cella continued to cry, imagining how hateful Qila looked. The spoiled attitude that Qila used to have now disappeared somewhere.