Brothers Fist (Episode 32)
Brothers fist π
Chapter 32
✍️ Authoress Gloria writes ✍️
π Two years later π
" Anton" Oprah called out to her son who rushed to meet her, she dressed his head and smiled, she got married to Rigel two years ago and they were already blessed with a handsome little fellow
" Son" Rigel said as came inside the room as Anton rushed to hug him
" Welcome Dad" he said as Rigel carried him up, he sat down on the bed holding his little boy in his hands
" Come here Anton, daddy must be very tired, let's leave him to rest" Oprah said as she carried him up to the living room.
π Henry's bedroom π
Henry stood by the window, he looked at Oprah come out of the room as she dropped Anton on the chair to get him some water, he looked at Anton and wiped his tears, he too wants to have his own child, to play with, to eat with, to have fun with, but none of that is possible, Lora doesn't seem to be getting pregnant any time soon and they have been married for up to twenty something years now, yet no child to show for it, not even a miscarriage, he turned to look at Lora as she walked into his room
" Hon, aren't you leaving for work?" She asked looking at him as he turned back to the window, ignoring her completely, she sighed and walked towards the window to see Anton and oprah eating as she sat down on the bed
" Now, I get the reason you're ignoring me, all because we don't have children, isn't it?" She asked as he turned to look at her
" You say it as if, you've ever had a miscarriage in your life, nothing to show for it, what can't you understand about the matter that my child is not the first great great great gran child?, Do you know the power every first child owns?, If anything happens to me do you know who I'll transfer everything to, that little boy you're seeing downstairs, yet we got married why before Rigel even thought of having a wife yet his wife of yesterday has given him an heir to all the Jones properties, congratulations on being a very good, loyal, wonderful, hardworking wife" he said clapping his hands as he sat down on the bed
" When did you start comparing me that woman you said killed your mother?" She asked standing up
" Nothing has been proven yet, the murderer is still roaming freely" he said
" I'm I god, should I kill myself, do you want me to pray for a dick and have sex with myself, should I masturbate just for you to know that you're not a real man, you can't do anything on bed, how much time do we spend on bed,
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