Gabby, My Fierce Girl
The Part 15
“Wait here for a while, I'll take your room key first,” Gabby said asking Sophie to sit in one of the chairs near the receptionist.
“Good.” Sophie nodded in understanding and obeyed that remark.
Gabby also swings her legs to the villa lobby where the place to check-in and check-out and room reservations on the spot.
“You took the room key on behalf of—” His speech stopped due to confusion. Who booked the room for her and Sophie.
“At whose name, miss?” Friendly, the receptionist waited for Gabby's next sentence.
“Try, please check on behalf of Davis? Or George? Or Diora? Or Gabby?” The woman asked to check all the names mentioned.
The receptionist smiled kindly. “Sorry, can I see the proof of her room booking transaction?” It only works according to the procedure that occurs. To reduce the fraud that is rampant, I claim to be the person who booked the room. Plus Gabby is not sure about the name of the buyer, making him unable to believe it.
Shit! That crazy, trash-mouthed, light-handed guy didn't give me proof of the booking deal, it was troublesome. Gabby swore in his heart.
“Already, how many rooms are still empty?” gabby asked with a face holding back in annoyance. Instead of having to look around for George to ask for proof, he better book his own room and later will ask for compensation to George. Because it's all wrong for that guy to get to this island.
“Two, miss.”
“I order all, pay now or can it be later?”
“By later, but must leave identity card and passport as collateral,” explained the Receptionist.
“I pay now only.” Gabby doesn't want any important documents as collateral. If at any time he needs it will make it difficult later on.
“For how long, miss?”
“One day only.” Gabby thought after a day she would move into the room George had booked. Rather than wasting money later.
“Good.”
The receptionist asked Gabby for her data and was answered by Gabby. When she finished, Gabby showed her passport and identity card.
“Total ten million rupiah.”
“Can pay using Euro?” Gabby took out her wallet and saw that there was only Euro money inside, as she had not had time to exchange it.
“Sorry, we only accept rupiah.”
“What here can exchange money?”
Sighs at Gabby's annoyance in front of the receptionist. Already not fed, now he must be busy with room problems.
“Pay later then.” Gabby immediately issued her passport and identity card. He put it very rudely in front of the receptionist. “This, where is the key.” He immediately raised his hand. The woman's chest went up and down so much with George that it made it hard.
With a clumsy smile, the receptionist retrieves Gabby's documents and gives her two keys.
“Thanks.” Gabby grabbed him and walked over to Sophie.
The receptionist stroked his chest after Gabby's departure.
“Come!” The woman's tone was slightly raised when she invited Sophie to follow her.
Sophie immediately stood up and caught up with Gabby who was already walking quickly ahead of her.
“We haven't met, I'm Sophie a psychiatrist.” He stretched out his hand as he continued walking.
Gabby glanced at that hand and replied. “Gabby, ordinary man.” There was no friendly smile on her face, unlike Sophie who tried to show her hospitality.
“Why do you look so upset? Is it because you're fighting with your girlfriend?” guess Sophie. He thought Gabby and George were lovers.
Gabby stopped her steps. “Who do you mean lover?” she asked with eyes so sharp she looked at Sophie.
Same horrible couple. Inner Sophie.
“You and the man who came with us to Bali. You guys are like a couple of lovers who are fighting,” great-grandson Sophie.
“We are not lovers, even I hate him so much!” timpal Gabby straightens.
“Oh yes? Why do I look in your eyes like there's love for her?” chirp Sophie who immediately got a shot from Gabby.
“This is your room! Logging in! And here's the key!” Gabby handed Sophie the card for room door access and she went straight to the next room.
Brak!
The door was closed very roughly by Gabby. Today he was already very upset because of George, plus Sophie who said nonsense made him rise in blood.
Sophie could only stroke her chest and be patient for the sake of making money. He really feels bad to get a client whose environment contains arrogant and cold people.