
George's steps stopped when his body was blocked by Davis.
“Beyond you, I have no business with you!” throw him away with a sharp eye glare at Davis.
Davis unmoved. “Where are you going?” He chose to ask George until his wife reached a gasping breath.
“It's none of your business, there's something important I have to do with this woman,” George said. It was clear that the man did not want anyone to interfere with what he was going to do.
“Gabby, that woman's name is Gabby.” Diora who just told me the name of her best friend, did not like if George called Gabby with this woman.
“Yes, whatever the name is, I don't care.” George already knew his name, but his mouth refused to mention Gabby.
Gabby sighed, she did not want to be pitied if Diora saw the wound. “I want to go back to the inn, my stomach is wrapped around,” her farewell is accompanied by dishonest reasons.
Gabby immediately jerked her hand to escape George's loosening grip. “You guys just continue the honeymoon, have fun.” He patted Diora on the shoulder as a farewell greeting at that place. Then it passed away before his wound was seen by his best friend.
George did not say goodbye, there is no reason why he should say goodbye to Davis or Diora. He immediately followed Gabby who had walked to the parking lot.
George blocks Gabby's hand again after she catches up. Dragging the woman again to the place where the rental motor is located.
“Good!” george pointed at the yellow Vespa.
Gabby went straight up, she was lazy to argue with George which would lead to coercion if he did not comply. Not in the back seat, but in the front.
“Retreat!”
“No, give me the key, I will drive.” Gabby turned her hand to George.
Damnit damnit! Lose again!
George immediately sat in front before Gabby managed to slump forward. Immediately reach into his pants pocket to take the key, then insert the object into a small hole in the motor.
Before driving forward his motorbike, George appeared to be surfing with his cellphone looking for the road he had to go through to get to his destination.
After memorizing his route, George pulled his first gas carefully so as not to stagnate and cause someone behind him to fall again.
“This is not the way back to the inn!” jolt Gabby when she realizes the road that is now passed is different from the road when leaving earlier.
“Who said we're going to the inn?” tymphal George's.
“Let me down! I want to go back to the inn!” gabby Protest.
“No!” George's tone of voice sounded firmly do not want any objection.
“I'll jump from here if you don't stop the bike!” threaten Gabby's.
George did not respond to the threat, he was even faster to advance his motorbike to a speed of one hundred kilometers per hour. “Jump if you dare,” challenge.
Gabby was weighing in to make up her mind. With the speed of the motor as high as this, the condition of the road that happens to be very crowded, box cars go very fast. If he jumps when the bike is in the middle of the road like this, then it is likely that he will be hit and dragged by another vehicle until he eventually dies.
No no, as difficult as my life is, I am not one to give up easily by killing myself.
Gabby decided to stay behind. Somehow there was a little relief in George's heart when he managed to undo Gabby's intention to go down.