Gabby, My Fierce Girl
The Part 100
Honestly, Gabby was a little moved by the apology expressed by George. But in a hurry he refused. He will consider Marvel clearly in love with him, rather than George whose feelings for Gabby are unclear.
The woman immediately turned her face away when the man she nicknamed the trash-mouthed man turned his face.
“Like that, you take out everything in your heart that makes you sad. Just let go of all your feelings. Consider yourself alone,” said George.
“Ck! How would I consider being alone, if you were clearly standing next to me! For a long time, your idea made no sense,” elak Gabby. He wanted George to leave him.
“Oke, okay. I'm leaving, but you have to promise not to fall from here,” George's plea. He wants to make sure Gabby doesn't do anything beyond common sense.
Gabby's staring dislikefully. “You think I'm a non-believer? Oi! I know that God hates people who commit suicide, because it is the same as committing murder, even with yourself. I know sin!”
“No, that's not what I meant. If you fall from up here, you might not die. It's just, you're gonna break a bone, then get paralyzed,” George joked.
His sadness gradually disappeared, replaced with anger. “I dropped you from up here too!” be barnaceous.
George chuckles. “You are more suitable fierce than sad,” slothfully. He stroked Gabby's head for a moment, then immediately ran away as fast as he could before getting rampaged again.
George didn't really leave. He sat on the stairs to wait.
Sighing heavily, Gabby returned to the position as exemplified by George.
“God ... Why is my life like this? I also want to be loved like Diora .. is it wrong if I envy my own brother? I also want to feel my Papa hugged, treated gently by my Papa. I am not as strong as others think, Lord .. I just try to be strong because of the demands my Father always gives me! Why should I be born to a woman unloved by her partner, God .. I am tired of pretending to be strong in front of everyone! Why does my father always demand that I not be weak? Why didn't he demand that Diora be like me too? Why is it unfair, God? But strangely, why do I love Diora so much and always want to protect her? God ... I'm self-conscious that there will be no changing conditions in my life. Please strengthen myself! Don't shake my stance!”
Gabby gasped for breath after shouting out all the contents in her heart. He was relieved to spill the stone that stuck his heart.
“It turns out your voice is crumpled too,” George's clumsiness is closing again towards Gabby. “How? Are you satisfied?”
As George approached, Gabby stepped up to sit on the wooden chair there. George followed him.
“Lumayan, it looks like I have to thank your friend for lending you his yacht.”
George snorted, then he clucked. “You think I borrowed Davis' ship?” tanyanya threw her ass beside Gabby.
“It looks to me like someone who likes to borrow other people's stuff?” George clutched Gabby's jaw, but not too strong. He just wanted the woman to look at him. “Look! My handsome? You think the borrower?”
Gabby nodded her head again. “There is a guarantee if handsome people do not like to borrow?”
George let go of his hand. “You are really bad at judging me. Even though I was only Davis's subordinate, but the company I built together with him. I don't have a lot of shares in Triple D Corp. Although there are still many Davis,” clearly set the record straight that he is not an ordinary employee.
“This is my own yacht, though not as big as Davis's. But I bought it with my own hard work! Then, if you want to thank me, it should be me, not Davis,” George said, patting his chest firmly.
“O ...” Gabby answered him with a mouth that formed the letter.
“Already? Is that all you said?”
“Then, what else should I say?”
“Thank you.” George spoke emphatically and very clearly.
Gabby stood up, then a bit away from George. “Ya, equally.” His lips smiled as they managed to upset George.
George chased after the woman as Gabby's legs ran away. “You pranking, yes?”
Gabby chuckles. He ran in a backward position, not forgetting he gave a mockery stick out his tongue.
When she was tired, the woman stopped. So too with George. Both of them gasped for fatigue.
“Thank you,” said Gabby sincerely.
“Hm .. I hope you're not sad anymore. You can come to me if you're sad. No shame in showing me your other side, because I've seen it,” George replied. He dropped his body on the floor, laying himself down with the hand he made as a pillow. His eyes looked at the dark sky.
Gabby was sitting on the floor because her legs were so limp. “I am not a person who comes only when in need. I'm not that bad.”
George stopped enjoying the black clouds up there. He sat with his right leg bent and his right hand he put on it, while his left hand he let it touch the floor. “If you don't want to be like that, then come to me when you're happy and sad. I will listen and comfort you. Even if you have a problem, come to me too. I'll try to help you if I can.”