After the death of Dorah, the feelings of loneliness finally began to linger in Chilla.
She no longer has anyone to talk to, scold, stroke her hair, and watch dance. She really missed her daughter.
"Maid Gani, am I not a shame to motherhood? Am I not supposed to be punished for my sin?" Chilla questioned sadly, tears streaming down from her rainbow coloured eyes at the thought of how she couldn't protect her daughter.
Maid Gani who knew these feelings other than anyone else, took her hands into hers before she went on her knees in front of Chilla.
"My lady, because we failed as a mother does not make us different from other women. Besides, our angels are going to be sad if they see us wearing this face always".
"No... Being a miserable mother is a sin! I deserve to pay for the crime with my life! I have to pay for destroying that girl's life and dream". More tears poured down as she beat herself at it.
