Gabby, My Fierce Girl
Part 9's

“My car body is fine!” george told his secretary he had called to pick up his car at the airport. He gave the car keys and also some money as payment. In addition to being a personal assistant, he was also a Deputy Director at Triple D Corp. It is only natural to have a secretary.

“Good, sir.” The secretary named Joe understood.

George continued his footsteps to check in and weigh the items to put in the trunk. He uses first class aircraft to accompany the trip to Bali.

When they finished, they headed straight for the plane. The departure will be in fifteen minutes.

All passengers were seen flocking to the iron bird cabin.

“Mari, I help.” One of the flight attendants offered help pushing Gabby's wheelchair. The woman looked at George's attention.

“You just bring this wheelchair, return it to the lending place.” George immediately carried Gabby for her to take on the plane and ignored the flight attendant.

I also want to be that woman, very lucky that she has a lover like the man, although cold but looks very considerate.

Flight attendants who don't know if Gabby and George are really like Tom and Spike (the cartoon character Tom and Jerry, Tom—si cat rese who likes to provoke emotions and Spike—dog fierce) staring envious the departure of the two people.

Sophie kept faithfully walking behind George so as not to miss. He doesn't talk much, rather he doesn't dare. George's aura was too domineering and it was easy to make others feel intimidated.

George immediately sat Gabby down after arriving at their seats next to each other. Positioning Gabby's chair to be straight and comfortable to use for sleep.

“Ma-sorry, sir.” Be careful Sophie said not to get a sharp look again.

“Hmm.” George looked indifferent and chose to find his best position.

“Which chair?” ask Sophie.

“Your ticket, you searched for yourself!” George handed him a piece of paper given to him by airport officials after check-in. The man refused to look at his interlocutor.

It seemed that the man needed warmth, so that his heart would not be too cold.

Not long after, the plane started flying. Bring them up to the clouds.

Unknowingly, George's eyes continued to steal a glance toward Gabby who was closed and did not move in the slightest. It all happened not because of his will.

“What are you doing George! Condition your eyes!” it was for himself after realizing what he was doing.

George did not realize that his heart, mind, and eyes were in rhythm. His heart kept dodging so as not to open for any woman except his little girl, his mind kept floating to his little girl, and his eyes always wanted to stare at Gabby. All three were the same woman, yet she did not realize it.

George chose to close his eyes so as not to be disturbed by the woman who was beside him.

“Shit!” as George rubbed his face rough. When she closed her eyes, Gabby's pretty face became even more visible. The woman seemed to be mocking herself.

George did not want to sleep less, because the journey took almost a full day. He called the flight attendant.

“There can be helped?” Very friendly the flight attendant said.

“There is a sleeping pill?” George's eyes continued straight ahead staring at the screen.

“Sebentar.” The flight attendant passed away, and immediately came back with what George had asked for. “Please.” Give one pill. “There's more to help?” bargained for.

“No,” replied George cold, short, solid, and clear.

After the departure of the woman in uniform, George could immediately close his eyes soundly. Even he left behind lunch, night, and morning provided by the airline.

The man woke up to the sound of information if the plane would land at Ngurah Rai—Bali International Airport.

George looked at his watch. The anesthetic was supposed to be gone, but Gabby hadn't opened her eyes.

Inevitably, he had to carry again. When Gabby's body was already on her side and floating in the air, the woman opened her eyes.