
“Where are you going?” ask Marvel. He closed Gabby's keyhole when she got on the bike and was about to leave. He's worried about Gabby not looking okay.
From inside Diora's nursery to out of there, Marvel observed all of Gabby's expressions. He who is sensitive to the woman, knows if he is disturbed by something. But he didn't want to ask. If Gabby is sad because her father is getting married again, she can only entertain and accompany him. He couldn't help canceling God's wedding.
“Please, leave me alone, I don't want to be disturbed,” Gabby asserted from behind her fullface helmet, her eyes sharpened to cover her fondness.
“With your current condition?” Marvel flirted, he didn't want anything bad to happen to the woman he loved. “I know you're not okay, get in my car. I'll take you wherever you want. I don't want anything to happen to you if you force yourself to leave in this condition,”.
Marvel held Gabby's wrist. He wanted to force the woman to get off the bike. However, Gabby threw a rough punch and pushed Marvel's body as hard as she could until the tall body staggered slightly back.
Gabby immediately put the key in and started the machine. Both of his hands were on the motorbike. The lever of gas he had pulled out the sound of the roar of a two-wheeled vehicle that looked dashing. His left hand began to pull the clutch, his foot stepping on the tooth lever. He finally launched his favorite motorcycle.
Marvel couldn't catch up with him by running. He also got into his car.
“Jo! Quickly chase and follow Gabby!” he said after closing the door.
Jo nodded and skipped the BMW S Class. Swaying over overtaking vehicle after vehicle.
Gabby is so good at riding her bike, both wheels rotate very quickly. Gabby is like a professional racer.
Tin ...
Jo hits the horn while stuck in traffic and loses track of Gabby.
“Shit!” marvel punched the empty seat in front of him.
“Sorry, sir. I can't avoid traffic jams, and Miss Gabby is out of sight, too,”. He had tried to go out to see where Gabby went, but only seen a series of cars that crowded the streets.
“We check Miss Gabby's location using zenly only, sir? Isn't the number connected to the master's?” Jo tried to give me an idea.
“You're right!” Marvel pulled out his phone, he immediately opened the gps application. “Shit!” cursed again.
“What's up, sir?”
“She turned off her location to keep it untraceable!” It's getting more frustrating for Marvel. She wouldn't be this worried if Gabby left in her usual condition, but this time she looked sad.
“How much longer do we think we're stuck here?” ask Marvel.
“Probably, it could be thirty minutes, sir,” replied Jo of origin. He also does not know the truth, the cause of congestion alone has not been seen because it is very long.
Marvel clucked, his eyes constantly looking forward and cursing at all the vehicles that were blocking his way. “It feels like I want to flip everything over!” be barnaceous. “But unfortunately I'm not hulk,” later, closed with a frustrated sigh.
Jo held back his laughter with a curse from his original master. Sounds funny in his ears.
“I'm so worried about him, Jo!” Marvel nibbled his fingers.
Huft, again his master was over-anxious. I wanted Jo to give her medicine as usual, but she wasn't taking her in the car.
“I have an idea, mister.”
Marvel immediately looked seriously at the right hand of his trust. “What?” He was excited to hear the idea.
“Master just call Mr. George, maybe he can help find where Miss Gabby has gone,” Jo said.