From Then Till Now: A Jamaican Love Story Book 4

Chapter 80

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Jubba's POV

Wednesday 11:35 PM

"Dadda mi affi cut, free up d lane fi mi, mek Alex come tru," I say.

"Come weh? Yuh mad Jubby, mi no waan d slave master dung yah!" Shabba jumps up from his seat.

"Shabs be quiet, that same slave master freed up your shipment free of cost so shut up," Dadda says, and I am shocked. How the fuck I'm just now learning about this.

"How mi no know bout dis?" I question.

"Chucky tell dem fi let in d white man, mi sure is a fancy car him a drive," he orders and Chucky leaves the room.

"Holt has been helping me out over the years, he didn't have to but he did and for that I am grateful. Mi also grateful fi how him tek yuh in and treat yuh like family, giving you the opportunities that I couldn't. Mi just wish yuh did meet Shan first," he whispers mischievously, and I laugh.

"A wah do yuh Dadda man, a mi sister dat, wi no see each other dem way deh," I laugh when he fans me off.

I hear when the cars pull into the yard, Shabba is fuming but he'll obey Dadda at all cost.

Alex, Dane and Omar walk into the house. Alex walks over to Dadda, "Jeffrey," he puts out his hand.

"Holt," Dadda says shaking his hand and then pulling him into a hug.

A wah d bloodclaat a gwaan yah so.

"Dane," it's been a few years, do you live in the gym?" Dadda asks as Dane walks up to greet him.

"Jeffrey mi cyaan eat wah mi want and still have flat belly like yuh enuh," Dane jokes and Dadda laughs.

"Omar, mi see yuh inna paper, mi a wait pon my invitation to d fancy restaurant. Mi nah pay though so know dat," Dadda says to Omar.

"Do you ever?" Omar asks as they embrace.

"Nope but I'm just making sure that things haven't changed," he grins and Omar laughs.

Mi fucking clueless enuh, I look to Germs and he shrugs.

"Holt, mi a tell Jubby seh mi wish him did meet yuh wife before yuh. Mi like how she bad, dem woulda mek a good match," Dadda teases.

Mi never see a man provoking so yet!

"Jeffrey, no sah Jubba and Shanya too fucking similar fi deh together, dem woulda kill each other like how dem out fi kill mi," Alex says and my uncle roars with laughter.

"Mi glad she beat KK claat though," Dadda expresses.

"Mi no glad enuh, right now a kill mi waan kill her. Mi tell yuh seh she pregnant and she gone inna knife fight. Right now mi a stay far from her because mi still upset," Alex says.

Wah him mean by him tell Dadda seh Shanya pregnant?

"Easy pon her man, a girl like her ago always defend herself and yuh cyaan blame her fi dat," Dadda smiles.

"Well mi blame she and Jubba, dem move like dem no av no sense some a d time," Alex complains.

"Yes him ears hard, yuh know how long mi a tell him fi low out dah gyal deh," Dadda says.

Wait dem no know seh mi deh yah so?

"Mi deh right yah so still," I state the obvious.

"Shut up Jubby, whatever hold that girl has on you, you need to release it because she's going to cause your death. I'm not saying you can't support that child because I know you feel guilty but do it from a distance. I won't tell you again to cut ties with KK!" He raises his voice and I nod.