Dickmatized Dainty

34• Lázuri Niah Scott

 
  
Fuck fih si dih dog shit dem mih call family a fass when jeep Wrangler pull up a yaad gate.

Introducing my parents to my boss wasn't so bad.

What wasn't bad but was worst is the conversation they brought up about Balla for André to hear.

If mih neva love dem mih run weh, a swear.

I'm in my plain outfit and Crocs was in no comparison to André who looks great in his casual outfit and timberland boots.

Fuck fih si him a talk to the minister of agriculture who run dung André fih have a business talk. An to make matters worst is when dem tek mih family pictures in it. Eh boss have him hand round mih which mih family might question.

It's suspicious.

André borrowed a vehicle from Saint and it's probably on it's way to his home as it's filled with the difference purchases he made of plants.

Now mih standing up a bite inna daddy thick juicy black striped cane and a look down the hill where mih fada have mih man inna the farm a bruk pineapple.

An his farm hand who everyone calls Spy is making trips to bring to the house.

"Zuri!" Daddy called and I looked at him waving. "Mih nuh send yuh fih pick the pepper dem?"

"Mih dweet already daddy."

"Wah kind yuh pick?" He went on to test me.

"Scotch bonnet and some different colour sweet peppers."

He showed me a thumbs up so I nod and returned to eating the cane.

The amount of times I burped, I know I have gas and if it doesn't come out then I'll be sick later.

After a few minutes, both men passes me.

André winked and daddy shot me a look.

Parents can embarrassing yuh see.

Mih return to the house where mommy and Spy a weight and bag the things. It looks like market wih a guh.

I just gave them the bags of pepper I had.

André ended up collecting daddy's banking info and sent the amount to his account. Then daddy starts complaining when he got the message regarding the amount transfer as André sent more than enough. The cash he had in hand were US dollars that Spy was frightened for.

Damn frighten Friday.

Before leaving, I plucked one of the pretty multicolored hibiscus. Removing the pollen area then puts it in my hair.

I hugged my parents before leaving. Ignoring my relatives who were watching us.

"You've been in a relationship with Balvin since you were a teen?" He asked as he drove away.

"More like a sexual relationship." I revealing, looks outside the window.

"But your parents thinks otherwise?" He inquired and I hummed. "Why is that?"

"Our parents knew each other, we went to the same schools and such. I use to seek being his priority but he only had me as an option. For him, it's me and five other girls. For me, it was him and no one else until I met Kawayne then he saw the stranger as a competition yet he won't drop his other baggages. Kawayne had connects and with Balvin's being recorded at the station along with mine, the cop was suspicious. My parents are Balvin's only choice of being their son-in-law and they made sure I know that every chance they get. Even when they see another female with him or even a pregnant one claiming the child is his, our parents are blind to everything but us. It's one reason I'll probably run away to elope so they don't stop me. Or even move far away to start a family if I have to."