Family First [Dave East FanFic]

EPISODE 30

not proof read - don't shoot me --- I missed y'all !!!!

a/n - Iya may sound weird in conversations because it is translated yoruba. I have made it so it reads as English but she isn't speaking English if that makes sense. 

So if you don't understand what she means, then that's why ❣️

OMNISCIENT

SILICON VALLEY, LOS ANGELES

"Mother," Stori yelled walking into the house,

"Stori girl," Naala shouted back from the kitchen,

"And then what happened?" Iya asked as she chopped the onions,

"He left, I told him no and he left," Naala said proudly,

"No Esi," Iya shook her head, "Yes for telling him no about sex but don't let him leave, he'll only find it somewhere else,"

"He wouldn't do that," Naala replied quietly as Stori approached them,

"My favourite wife," Stori said climbing into Iya's lap,

"My favourite child," Iya laughed kissing her cheek. "You had a good day?" She asked her in Yoruba,

"It was fine," Stori shrugged, Iya was teaching all of them how to speak their mother tongue.

"No more gold stars?" Naala asked turning to what she was making,

"Oh ten more gold stars," She smiled happily,

"That's my girl," Iya cheered, "Your dad bought you home?"

"Yes with Miss Yolanda," Stori said innocently.

Naala looked up and her eyes connected with Iya's that held the same look.

"Baby can you go and get ready for ballet?" Naala muttered softly,

"Can I have a snack first?" Stori asked,

"In Yoruba," Iya said lifting her up and walking to the pantry.

Stori repeated it in Yoruba making Naala smile, "You're getting there angel."

"She's very fast, that dyslexia or what they call it is a lie, the devils work," Iya fussed.

Naala didn't respond, Iya was very traditional. Everything was the devils work, including Dave.

She continued to cook waiting for Dave to come in properly, he was busy on the phone.

"My bad baby," He said kissing her cheek. He put a bag full of things on the counter.

"More gifts?" Iya turned her nose up,

"A few things for her surgery," Dave answered ignoring Iya's comments.

Naala watched him pull out things she would take with her to the hospital, a reminder that in a few days someone was going to open her brain.

"Some slippers because you asked," Dave said standing behind Naala, his arms around her waist.

"Thank you," She answered quietly, moving her head when he tried to kiss her. "Stori has ballet," She reminded him.

"Yeah I'm gonna take her, what's the matter with you?" He touched her face,

"She's tired of you," Iya said from behind him,

"Iya please," Naala looked at her grandmother.

"Naala you will be here when he brings another woman and pushes you out of that bed," Iya ranted in Yoruba,