Z A Y V I O N
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"Bank yuh take me fah?" I ask Naiari, sending her the money that she asked me for nonetheless.
"No, I don't," she places a kiss on my lips before picking up her bag. "Lata."
"Lata, Pretty Girl," I reply, watching as a blush creeps up onto her face.
"Yuh need fi stop do that," she groans, covering her face with her hands.
"Fi wah? Yuh pretty fi true," I take her hands off her face so I can see that pretty face of hers.
"I'm leaving... walk me to the car?" She suggests and I take her hand, following her outside.
She'll be driving my Crown today, since she prefers it more than the Range Rover and the Lambo.
Ago get her the Audi wah she say she want fi her birthday. Getting it imported as we speak.
"Mi gone," she smiles at me as she opens the car door. "Don't cheat at me while I'm out."
"Gwaan weh you a go Naiari," I hiss my teeth, holding the car door as she gets in.
"Yuh not even say 'alright, mi nah go do that baby'," she shakes her head in disbelief. "Tell yuh bout man enuh."
"Wah wrong with yuh bredda?" I close the door for her. "Gwaan weh you a go."
"Come gimme kiss," she puckers her lips and I lean down pecking them.
"Drive safe," I tell her, stepping back from the car and she honks the horn before driving off.
I watch the car until it's out of sight and then I go back inside the house. As I'm about to finish eating the food that Naiari made for me, my phone starts to ring.
It's an unknown number and I'm contemplating not answering it but the way things are running nowadays, it's best if I do. I swipe across the screen answering it and then putting it on speaker, waiting for the caller to speak first.
"Bricky, buil with the fuckry dawg. Weh mi mada deh? It neva that serious enuh juvie..." I hear a voice say.
I have an idea who it is, but I proceed to ask anyway. "Who dis?"
"A Ratty. Just make mi me get back mi mada inah one piece, please. She innocent and nuh have nutn fi do with we beef," he begs.