HOME ALONE WITH MY STEP-BROTHER…… Part 35

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In the kitchen with Aunty Sarah, cooking
together…
(Narrating) Well, i’m sure you still
remember
me, that girl that was having s*x with her
step brother and stepfather. Its me again,
i’m still Omolola, the blacksheep of my
family, i guess. I know you are in haste to
judge me, who are you to judge me? I’m
not
perfect, we all are not perfect, i made a
terrible mistake and i regret doing such, its
not my fault, i think it is devil’s handwork,
yes it is the devil’s handwork, isn’t that
what we say when we make a terrible
mistakes. I’v learnt my lesson and i’m on
the
right path to heal myself and make
amends.
Still in the kitchen with Aunty Sarah,
cooking and gisting…..
(Narrating) Anyway, its been 5 months
since
the whole incident happened and i’ve
moved
on to another chapter of my life. Yes, who
is
Aunty Sarah? Well, she’s my uncle’s wife,
my father’s twin brother. I’ve been living
with them ever since that wahala, they
reside in Akure, Ondo state, i’m presently
residing in Akure. My mum did abandoned
me here and travelled out of the country,
my
mum doesn’t love me anymore, she
doesn’t
even call me, she abandoned me, her
precious daughter because i made a simple
mistake… hard mistake? Whatever! Sigh!

Are
you guys not surprised i’m living with my
father’s family? I nver believed i have a
family from my father side, i thought they
are all dead, i was surprised when my mum
brought me Akure to meet my paternal
grandmother, i was totally shocked, to see
them, my mum hid this secret from me for
20 years. My father’s family was so happy
to
see me, cos i looked like the lost but found
child to them, i was highly welcomed and
praised, said i looked like my father. My
father actually died in a plane crash with
his
new wife he abandoned my mum for, my
mum was actually pregnant, when he
abandoned her, i was also told he and his
family denied the pregnancy. Unfortunately
for my father, he didn’t have any other
child
before his death. I guess that was the
reason
why my mum didn’t tell me about him and
his family, she was bittered. Fortunately for
my father’s family, my mum didn’t abort
the
pregnancy, so they see me as hope for
their
deceased son, my father. I was higly
welcomed, they asked for forgiveness from
mum. See, let me not bore you with my
dysfunctional family’s history.
So that was how i started living with my
father’s family….
A man walks into the kitchen, ‘what is
cooking?’ he said…
Oh, that is my uncle, my father’s twin
brother, his name is uncle Kenny.
Me: Welcome sir…
Uncle kenny: Hi dear, how was your day?
Me: Fine sir
He walks towards his wife and planted a
deep kiss on her lips.
Aunty Sarah: Stop that darling….. Welcome
Uncle Kenny: What is cooking? I’m deeply
hungry…
Aunty Sarah: Food would ready soon, just
go
freshen up…
As he walks out of the kitchen…

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