Chapter ninty

Hashim was seating in front of the television in his father's house and he did not mind the atmosphere as he was fully concentrating on the food station .

He did not want to admit that he was worried that his brother had stolen his bride and his mother was yelling curses and telling his dad it was his fault and if he did not cheat on her and give birth to that bot they would not be in this mess.

Tears ran down her cheek as she let out her heart condense the room with accusations

He was hearing her and his dad was walking far to his own side of the mansion

Only if he had the courage to talk to him only if he could tell his father to leave his brother alone 

Only if he could he thought as frustration ran die his cheeks .

He stood up and went to go and meet his mother and he hugged her now ,she yelled it is your fault ,it is your fault she shouted hysterically only if you where bold enough what is yours would not be taken away ,nothing that is yours will ever be taken away 

Nobody will respect you now ,for the rest of your like she said shoving her only child to the side in disgust ,you should have been a girl.

His eyes narrowed ,as he clenched his fist and stood up he walked out and did not look back as he did not care anymore how she was feeling ,she did not care how he felt too all she cared about was what people would say .

He only wanted his brother to come home and he did not care how nut he wanted the days to be like before were they had little or nothing to worry about and all they had to think of was going out to parties and sneaking back home.

Even then Hendrix took the blame for everything ,even when their parents were at fault as he walked out of the mansion to go out he heard a voice call out to him it was his father he was seated at the garden .

He looked at the man and then quickly removed his eyes so he won't see the content in them

As he walked towards where his father was seated 

His father asked him where are you going to 

Do I not have the right to move around? he asked .

You do son, his father said softly it was the first time his father had answered him politely.

He sat down feeling in his gut maybe he could use this time and ask some questions which would make it easier for him to comprehend his fathers actions 

He raised his eyes and looked at the glass his father was drinking from and the Moldova red wine by his side .

Is it true he asked 

His father was silent waiting for him to finish asking his question

Is it true that Hendrix is also your son?

"Yes he said promptly .

"I mean is he your real son ,Hendrix my step brother?

With a clear pitch he answered" yes son her is your brother.