"Little rice ball, I am sure you must be famished so let me heat the food in the refrigerator for you," Joanna ruffled Anthony's hair and turned to leave but she grabbed her hand.
"Why don't we cook the food by ourselves instead of eating the one in the refrigerator?" He asked meekly.
"I would have loved to do that but unfortunately there are no groceries and this is all his fault. He forbids me from entering the kitchen to cook," Joanna said as she frowned at Amos.
The guy sitting on the couch beside Anthony with his long legs crossed acted as if he wasn't the one they were talking to.
Anthony tilted his head and gazed at him, "Brother Amos, are you bullying my big sis?" He asked, his suspicious glances focused on Amos' face.
He paused what he was doing and dropped the cell phone beside him. He brought his attention back to Anthony's face afterwards.
"Do I look like someone who can bully her?" Amos questioned.
