Iyunade cautiously asserted Tunde's large room. It was quite neat and well arranged and that made her wonder if he was someone who liked well organized things or maybe the maids were assigned to take care of the room.
She turned her eyes back to her side where Tunde, whose eyes were fixed to the movie shown on the Television, sat.
She took the opportunity to acknowledge his facial features and she could now see the resemblance between him and his mom she had met at the kitchen a few hours ago.
As she continued to stare at him, she began to wonder why there was a bad atmosphere between him and his mother. He had sounded very round and she was sure with the few days she had gotten to know him, he wasn't someone who would be rude to his parents, especially his mother.
The image of the way his mother's eyes sparked with disgust while they had their argument flashed through her eyes and that made her more curious and confused at the same time.
"You seem to have something on your
