David Omaroe knew Victor was drunk. The redness of his eyes was a sign that he had got drunk before he visited.
It was obvious David wasn’t comfortable with his brother’s drinking attitude.
The more he stared at him on the armchair he sat. The more he felt so sorry for him. His hair was greasy, and his fingernails were always dirty, and he smelled bad, too. And not just from the beer he was always drinking. It was like he never took his bath before coming to see him.He knew this moment was coming when his demands will be incessant.
Victor kept staring at her and that got
Cynthia scared. The look in those two bloodshot slits a leering gaze that seems
to slash through her clothes. Ripping away her blouse and bra so he could see—
That she was interested in him?
Cynthia will soon be married to David and
why should Victor be so ignorant?
The files now in her hands, she hurried out of the office but not without thinking.Would I be able to marry David without Victor’s intrusion?
Would Victor be kind enough to stay away from her family when she finally says the words I do and put on her wedding ring?As soon as she closed the door behind her, she leans on it for a few seconds and then allowed her unparalleled thoughts to drop.
David still gazing at his brother Victor finally decided to end the silence. That hung above them since his arrival. “I will not give you more money. You smoke, gamble and drink. And perhaps, I can see you are now into women. I can tell from the way you stared at Cynthia a while ago. Why can’t you do something useful with your time and energy instead of playing the lazy one—” David said.
“Don’t say a thing like that David. You are talking to me like a kid? You are my brother David and if you don’t help me, who else will?”Victor flared.
David reluctantly pulled out five hundred dollar notes from his pocket. And hand it over to him but not without saying a word. “Your future is in your hands, Victor. Please don’t gamble with it. The life you live today will determine your tomorrow. Stay away from alcohol and drug and pursue virtues and hard work.”
Victor gave him another stare with a smile
as he walked out. For he knew he cannot be David but preferred to be a parasite
for the rest of his life.
“Push, madam please do not stop. Keep pushing. The baby is coming out already. Try one more time. Yes, Madam, your baby is out. It is a baby boy. Congratulation Madam”
Cynthia felt weakness all over her body but at the same time noticed the labor pain has suddenly disappeared. Smiles on her face she replied. “Thanks, Doctor. I am so delighted I was able,”
The nurses around smiled and clapped their
hands in joy.
A few minutes later, David rushed in. “How is my wife? How is she—”
David jumped up in delight. He knew his prayer has been answered. He has always wished for a male child to inherit his massive business chain growing in great worth by the day.
Staring into the eyes of Cynthia and the baby, he whispered. “Thanks, Cynthia my love. You make me proud. I am now a father.” He held unto her right hand and then gazed at the newborn child. “He is just like me and he will be called Ade. Yes, Ade Omaroe.”
As he sat down staring at the picture on the wall he could still remember everything. Everything that happened in the past and now that little boy Ade Omaroe is three years old. How time flies he thought but the fact remains. That someday Ade Omaroe will become the president of Heritage Holdings. A company he has sweated for and watched grow from infancy to the great height it is today.
It is a company of companies and now its worth is over 40 billion dollars. But now he knew he got less fear because of his brother Victor who wanted to eat where he never sowed.
He remembers he never showed up at Ade’s one-year birthday party. And never seems happy about the news of Ade’s birth.David most times wonder about the evil that brews in his mind and the way he has allowed drugs to be his master. And now he is swallowed up by vices so strong for him to pull away. And he is suffering in silence and struggling to pile up his frustration on everybody around him. And David knew he was not excluded.
David’s thoughts kept on coming and he seems not to have a way to stop it. But the moment he sipped out of his bottle juice, he concluded that Victor was a hater and not to be trusted. He still finds it difficult to discuss this with Cynthia but somehow felt she knew already.
Moments later, as he stood and looked out through the window to watch Cynthia play with Ade, he knew the future has only just begun.
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