Gabby, My Fierce Girl
The Part 24
“This, sir.” The receptionist returns the blackcard and the document as guarantor to George.
George took it without saying thank you. “Nih!” He gave Gabby's passport and identity card to the owner.
Gabby took it harshly. “My new room?” He asked for a key.
George immediately opened his phone showing proof of his booking transaction to the receptionist.
“Nih! One is yours, one belongs to Sophie.” George offered two keys to the card. “Completed, right?” He immediately left Gabby.
“Cih! So arrogant of her,” Gabby's sneer. He also walked to his new room.
“Sophie,” greet Gabby when she sees the psychiatrist has just entered the lobby.
Sophie stopped her footsteps. “Yes? What's up?”
“This.” Gabby gave me the card. “That's your new room, you instantly return the previous room key to the receptionist.”
“Good, thank you. You're really nice to bother taking care of my room needs, but you're not the one who asked me to come here.” Sophie received the key.
Gabby responded with a nod of her head. Whahuh? Ok? Joking! Most people say he is arrogant, rude, and has no heart.
“I go first,” says Gabby. Stretch his legs towards the new room.
Gabby immediately cleaned her already sticky self. Change clothes in a style that never changes.
The sound of the door being knocked on was heard as Gabby was about to lie down. “Call you!” its decan.
But he kept opening the door. “What else is it?” when he saw George in front of him.
“We want to go for a walk, you want to come or stay here?” george asked so coldly it sounded like a stale remark.
“Follow, yakali already far to Bali just in the room continue!” gabby spray.
“Prepare now, Davis and Diora are waiting.”
“Hm.” Gabby went back in and took her bag without changing her clothes.
The door closed after the woman came out. “Ayo.”
George looked from top to bottom. “You want to go for a walk using your clothes?”
“Yes! Why why anyway? Any problems?”
“For what dress fashionable? I'm not a model.” Gabby chooses to pass before George before getting even worse humiliation.
Gabby ran when she saw from a distance her best friend was ready to go.
“Wait ... You guys want to leave me?” grumpy Gabby with a breath that wastes. Followed by George who walked normally behind him.
Diora looks surprised by Gabby's arrival because since the roar, she does not know if her best friend is following. “You, why are you here?”
“I was kidnapped by her.” Pointing at George who was silent with the look of his eyes.
“You, the only man who dared to be with him.” Diora chuckles at George's abduction.
The praised George seemed indifferent. He went straight up to the yellow vespa bike he was driving yesterday.
“Didn't you guys rent me a motorbike too?” Gabby looked around looking for one more bike for him to use.
“You, just ask George,” Davis replied indifferently.
Davis doesn't care about Gabby grumbling. He immediately launched his motor.
“My motor where?” gabby asked after he walked up to George who was ready with a helmet on his head.
“Not existing.”
“What? Continues to? I ride what? A walk? Onta ride? Elephant ride?”
George pointed at the motorbike he was riding. Gave a sign that this is the vehicle Gabby will be riding in.
Gabby understands. “OK, you get off, I'll drive myself,” get rid of him pushing George's body away.
“Nake it, you're behind.”
“You mean? We doin'?” Gabby confirmed.
George simply raised both eyebrows in response.
“Quick! If you don't want it already, you're wasting my time.”
Inevitably, like not liking, Gabby also rode in to piggyback George.