Gabby, My Fierce Girl
The Part 63
George looked back to see Gabby paying little attention to him. Her heart touched, turned out to be behind Gabby's fierceness, still has a human side as well.
“Don't think no, I just love my life. If you drive without a helmet and something like that happens, there can be an accident that will harm others and me. If you're the only one I don't care about,” Gabby knows that George must be impressed by what he did just now.
“Thank you,” said George.
Didn't Gabby hear wrong? The man said thank you, and if remembered, George also said sorry to him. Wasn't this the first time the man had said such a sacred thing that George almost never said? Unfortunately Gabby doesn't care about those simple words. And he did not realize that George was slowly lowering his ego just for Gabby's sake.
Gabby turned George's head to face forward. “Quick the road!” her word.
George did not run the bike immediately, some time he still stopped.
“Come way, what are you waiting for?” Gabby's getting upset.
“I won't walk if you don't hold on like that,” George replied.
Makes Gabby roll her eyes. “Already! Come on,” he said after both hands re-grasped navy colored suits that very coincidentally match the color of the shirt that is currently in use by Gabby.
Ducati Diavel motorbike output in 2021 is still smooth it again split the streets.
There was no conversation between the two, only the greeting of the wind and the sound of the vehicle engine on the road were heard in their ears.
The man took off his helmet, put it on top of the motor tank. “Wait a minute,” said George stroking Gabby's hair for a moment. Before getting a tantrum from Gabby, he immediately walked towards one of the shophouses.
Gabby just saw where George disappeared from her sight. Not sure what George was doing, Gabby just threw her breath away and poked her lips. He was made to wait for a while. If he had not met George, he would have been on his favorite mattress or he had been struggling in front of his MacBook to design and create content on his youtubenya.
As Gabby waited, her phone rang again. He turned his bag forward to pick up the flat object. He saw there had been thirty missed calls from numbers that he deliberately did not save.
Inevitably, Gabby grabs the call. Surely he is very lazy, but if not lifted, will definitely call again. Even he has changed the phone number, the caller can still find out the new number.
“What!” after sliding the green button to the right.
“....”
Gabby looked to the right and to the left, looking at the surrounding conditions after hearing from the caller.
“Psychopathic basics! Are you spying on me? Stop messing with my life! How many times have I told you why I don't like you!” annoyed Gabby yells at the caller.
From a distance, George saw Gabby talking to a flat object. He also saw the look on Gabby's face that looked very angry. In a hurry he approached Gabby, fearing something unwanted might happen.