Gabby, My Fierce Girl
The Part 27
George drove his motorcycle back to Pandawa Beach after he bought medicine for wounds at a nearby dispensary.
The man felt guilty, for some reason his instincts wanted to treat the wounds made as a result of his misery.
Immediately park the two-wheeled vehicle into the shade when it reaches its destination.
His feet are moving towards the beach. His eyes were looking for the person he wanted to treat.
Nothing, George doesn't see the woman's nose that's made him always betray his stance.
The woman who always makes eyes wants to look at him, the hand that always wants to touch him even though all this is done in a rude way, the woman who always makes instincts lead to him, the woman who always makes instincts leads to him, and make the mouth always want to talk to him even though it is just a mere debate.
George doesn't understand why he is like that either.
George asked Davis and Diora who were enjoying the waves at their feet. But undone, he did not want the married couple to think strange about him if it looks to pay attention to others, because it is not his nature.
George chose to search for himself down from end to end, and finally he saw a woman who he was looking for was sitting pensively alone staring nanar towards the expanse of water.
His legs reflexively swung in the direction where Gabby was.
“You! Why are you here?” Gabby was flabbergasted when George sat down next to her.
George chose silence, he did not respond. The hands that look hurt. He pulled out a cotton swab and alcohol to clean the wound. After it was felt clean, he took out a plaster to cover the wound.
Gabby sculpted when she got an impromptu treatment that made her so surprised. The man who always made her blood rise suddenly gently to her by treating her wound. His eyes could not be separated from George, he did not even blink.
George is aware that he is being observed. “Don't look at me, you can fall in love if you look at me!” his sweat.
Gabby immediately threw away her original gaze and pulled out her hand held by George. “Cih! Nothing in my dictionary to fall in love with, anything else with you!”
George gave Gabby a plastic bag containing external wound medicine. “Continue yourself, I just gave an example of the stages you need to do. I don't want you to misunderstand me when I do that to you.”
Gabby took the plastic out rough. “No need for you to say it, I also know that you can't possibly do good to others. Impossible!” its spray.
After all, what did he say that to me for? Inner Gabby.
“I just don't want you to fall in love with me because of that, because I won't be able to fall in love with you.” George made his point clear.
“But! So confident of you, even you are the person I hate the most in the world. If there was only one man in the world and that was you, I wouldn't fall in love with you. I'd rather live alone than be stuck with a cold, light-handed, trash-mouthed man like you!” Gabby is emotionally obsessed.
Why does it hurt to hear straight from this man's mouth if he can't possibly fall in love with me. Although I knew she already had a woman, but it felt so painful to hear directly. Oi! Remember Gabby, you're someone who doesn't deserve love from anyone.