CH. 9— YOU LYING AND CHEATING BASTARD!

"Ladies, we're here." The driver announced when he arrived at Angela's family house.

Angela slid out of the taxi, feeling quite anxious and excited at the thought of being back home— well, not home per se. This was her first time coming to their family house. The house was plain but huge. It was a two-story building that stood tallest amongst others in the neighborhood. The dark sky, filled with stars did no justice to the house. By the side of the building itself was a garden that was lit by electric bulbs. Angela remembered that her mum once told her that there were never power outages here.

Angela looked at her phone, the time was just 7:21 PM. "Why is the sky so dark?" she wondered.

Maliah followed Angela closely into the house. Carefully watching her step as she looked around the mansion in front of her. Maliah didn't come from a poor family, so the huge building before her hardly caught her eye.

"Angel's home!" Divine— Angela's kid brother yelled as he ran out of the house towards Angela.

Walking towards the entrance, Angela's face had a wide grin as she recognized the voice.

"Divine, my love!" Angela yelled back, exposing her perfect set of white teeth. Her brown eyes lit up as she hugged her younger brother who had jumped on her.

"Welcome home, big sis," Divine greeted, smiling so widely. The excitement was written all over his face.

"Why is the house so quiet Dee?" Angela asked Instinctively looking around.

"It's just that everyone's asleep. Wait till tomorrow, you'll see how noisy the place can be." Divine said as he squeezed his face. He helped Angela with her bag and continued through the long entrance towards the sitting room.

"Shouldn't you take that bag to my room?" she asked Divine who paid her no attention as he continued walking defiantly to the sitting room.

Angela chuckled, shaking her head at her brother's antics. Divine hadn't changed. He was still a cheerful and jovial little boy who only did things his own way.

Angela enjoyed being at home only if it was with one parent at a time. Her parents had issues and hearing that her dad was coming to join them the next day annoyed her a lot. If she was being completely honest, she wasn't excited to be staying with both her parents. That shit scared her more than their neighbor's dog and that dog was very scary.

"Thank God it's just 2 days." she muttered under her breath.

"Baby!" Her mother's voice loudly pierced through the living room when she stepped in. She sat on the couch at the edge of the well-furnished living room, dressed in her nightgown.gown

Angela looked every inch like her mother. They shared similar facial features. Her eyes were brown, a shade lighter than her daughter's. V-face, small eyes, necklines, pointed nose and pink lips. Save for the age difference, you'd think they were twins.

"Mum," Angela replied, rushing to give her a hug. "I'm home!"

A smile slipped onto her mother's face, lighting it up with joy. The older woman rushed towards her daughter and hugged her. "My medical doctor is home!"

Of course, Angela thought. Their mum never passes the opportunity to brag with her children. When Angela got accepted into college, everyone never heard the end of it. Literally.

"Welcome home my daughter. Why did you come so late?" Confidence asked, staring intensely at her daughter. "I've warned you about night journeys."

"I'm sorry mum. I had to take care of something first." Angela explained.

"And who's your friend?" her mum asked.

"Oh sorry! This is Maliah, my friend."

"You're welcome Maliah." Confidence said, giving her a side hug.

"Thank you ma." Maliah replied.

"Divine!" Angela's mum yelled. "Come and carry their bags to Angel's room."

"Ohhmm!" Divine grumbled and Angela frowned.

"Let him be mum." she said.

Confidence shook her head. "No! You're stressed and he's been lazing around all day. He'll do it." she said in a final tone.

*****

Early the next morning, which was Easter Sunday, Angela was still in bed when her mother's voice came piercing through the room.

"Angela and Maliah! Get up or we'd be late for church." She yelled, while banging on their door.

"For God's sake!" Angela groaned. "This is supposed to be a holiday." she added stretching herself.

"Get up lazy ass." Maliah said, making her way to the bathroom. "Find me what to wear please." she added, closing the bathroom door knowing Angela was going to protest.

Once they were done prepping for church Angela went downstairs to join them for breakfast. Her mum and aunty had already done justice to all the Easter cooking— this relieved Angela of all the stress because last year Easter was helluva stress on both her and her mum.

"Where's your friend?" her mum asked as she sat down.

"She's coming." Angela replied.

"Your dad and brother are here. They'll be joining us for the church thanksgiving." Her mum said while dishing food for everyone on the table.

*****

Timothy stared at his reflection on the mirror, smirked mischievously, and decided that he looked just fine. His bald hair shone under the ray of sunshine coming from his window. His blue suit looked elegant courtesy of his father. The old man loved black suits more than he loved his wife. And that was just as sad as it sounded.

He grimaced at the thought, then adjusted his vintage tie and walked out of the room. The church wasn't far from the house but they were all going in his father's car. He could imagine how full the church would be with the Easter celebrations. He might even get to meet some ladies.

"Might as well enjoy this," he muttered to himself, grinning. It was time to go and join them for breakfast.

Going down the stairs was Maliah, walking majestically in her tight short gown which accentuated her curves.

"What the fuck?!" Timothy muttered, missing his step. "Who was this beauty?" he wondered.

Looking at her from behind, she looked like a goddess, Timothy smiled, allowing his eyes to drift lower. "Damn," He murmured darkly, grinning as his eyes rested on her perfectly shaped ass. She was curvy and Timothy loved curvy women. What was there not to love? They were soft, succulent and sweet and suddenly, he desperately wanted to know how the curvy lady tasted.

"Hello there," he said. "Wait up." he added, hastening his steps.

Maliah turned and Timothy could see her ample bosom. "Wow!" he thought as he felt his dick rejoice at the sight before him.

She looked at him keenly as he approached her. His eyes were fixed on her supple chest, wondering how she would look with her beautiful clothes off.

On reaching her, he stretched out his hand for a handshake. "Hi, I'm Timothy, Angela's brother."

"Good morning, I'm Maliah, Angela's friend." Maliah replied.

"Oh! You're Maliah!" he exclaimed. "I've heard so much about you— our roommate." he said, cupping his mouth as he whispered the last part.

Maliah laughed. "This guy is funny," she thought.

Timothy chuckled when he caught her blushing. "Maliah," he whispered, caressing her hand, still in his. She gasped but didn't pull away from his touch. "She's interested," He thought with a satisfied smile. "Well, it takes two to tango."

Fuck! her lips were full and pink. And the way she smiled, exposing her perfect dentition, warmed Timothy's heart. The sight of her lips wrapped around his dick flashed through his mind and his 'member' tightened with desire.

"I'll see you later, Maliah, won't I?" Timothy asked.

"Alright Timothy, we'll see." Maliah replied, winking at him.

"Good! By the way, you can call me Tim." he replied, as he followed her closely, relishing the sight before him. Too bad they had to go have breakfast then go to church.

Church! He remembered, slapping himself mentally for all the bad thoughts he just had.

After the service, he decided he would find her. The women up north were rather plain and skinny, but this? He glanced at her jutting ass as she continued walking down stairs and grinned even wider.

*****

By the time they came back from church, everyone was tired. However, the tradition was to gather together as a family, pray and then feast.

"Why the hell was their father absent?" Angela wondered.

Their mum led the prayers and when they finished, everyone went to their rooms to change into something more comfortable.

Angela had taken two cans of juice upstairs. She gave one to Maliah who appreciated the gesture.

"I love your family." Maliah said. "Y'all seem happy together." she added.

"Don't be too fast to conclude," Angela told her. "We're all full of surprises."

"Yeah." Maliah said, remembering her encounter with Timothy earlier.

The sound of chairs moving against the ground filled the air as they arranged the sitting room downstairs to accommodate everyone.

They had guests. Everyone was cheerful and bickering when a piercing voice filled the air. That was Angela's mum.

"Where are you Tony!" she yelled. "You lying and cheating bastard!" she added.

Angela turned towards Maliah with a look saying— "I told you so."