FINDING LAYLA #CHAPTER 7 & 8

Chapter 7

Should I open it?

It is obvious that the letter is from me. Well, the name written there is my name. But how can it be? I’d never been pregnant before. There must be someone trying to be me by using my name. To think of that, it has only been three months since I get married to their father. So technically, it made me their mom too, right?

“ What’s in your hand, Layla? “ I jolt when hearing that. I know whose voice is that.

“ Nothing. It just a letter that came this morning. It is for the twins.” I answer. I hand the letter to him. He looks surprised once he read the sender’s name.

“ Are you okay? You look shocked. “ I worriedly ask.

Did I do something wrong? I did nothing wrong. I didn’t even open the letter.

“ Who gave this to you? “ He asks. His voice a bit loud.

“ No one. I heard the doorbell rang so I went to see who it was and no one was there except this letter laying on the floor. What’s wrong?”

As soon as he heard my explanation, he quickly tears the letter and takes out the paper inside. He reads the content of the letter and move his eyes to meet mine. He moves two steps forward towards me I move four steps backwards.

“ Tell me, if it is not you who wrote this letter, then whom? “ He asks desperately. I shiver from hearing his loud voice.

“ I swear, it wasn’t me who wrote the letter, “ I answered. My body is shaking scared of what could happen next.

Daniel sighs heavily. “ I’m sorry. I shouldn’t shout at you.” He tries to take my right hand but I refuse. He takes away his hand and climbs the stairs to our room without saying a word to me.

What does the letter say? Why does it make Daniel mad? I wonder. Whatever it takes, I need to know what is the content of the letter.

Chapter 8

Later that night, after I finish making the cakes, I decide to go to their bedroom. I take a glance at the clock. Its already almost ten o’clock. I guess the kids are ready to go to bed. Before I knock, I heard voices from inside.

“ Daddy, mommy really our mommy? “ Ask the small voice. I’m sure that it belongs to Sofyana. 

“ Of course she is. Why are you asking, baby?” Daniel answer lovingly. He is so good with kids. What can I say, they’re his after all.

“ Mommy no love us ” Even though the voice is slow, it is enough for me to hear that. I know that statement comes from Sofyan. Deep in my heart I feel hurt by it.

Why did I feel like that? It confuses me. I calm myself down and for Daniel’s answer.

“ It’s not like that babies. Mommy is sick. That’s why she seems not to recognize you guys. But I know deep inside her heart she really loves you guys. Because you guys are everything to us.”

“ We love you, daddy “ they both say.

“ … and you too mommy ” I’m surprise to hear Sofyana saying that. Without me knowing I actually had pushed the door a little that makes me visible to them. Daniel turns his head facing me and giving me the come-in face. Slowly, I walk into the room and sit on the side of Sofyana’s bed. She changes her position and make a big space beside her. She asks me to lie down beside her.

“ Mommy, bedtime stories please. ” Sofyana requests.

“ You want mommy to read bedtime stories for you guys?” Sofyana nods. I turn my face to Sofyan and see he gives me a small nod. I face Daniel and he approves me to read for them. I took the book and start the reading.