Gabby, My Fierce Girl
The Part 36

“Do you still want to be here or want to continue the journey?” George could not bear to continue arguing with Gabby who had no end.

“Retreat!” Gabby chose to give the order to George who wanted to master the wheel. “Today I'm driving.”

“You have no intention of harming me again, do you?” George wanted to make sure he was safe, because Gabby didn't show any signs like before.

“No, quickly retreat!”

George finally sat back in the back seat.

Gabby is still emotional, for failing to reciprocate George's actions. He rode at full speed regardless of his safety and that of other riders.

“You want to see your Lord soon?” George asked with a shout, because the wind was so strong that the ears were buzzing and it was certainly difficult to hear if the sound was slow.

Gabby knows what George means. The man was commenting on his reckless way of driving. “Why? You scared? If afraid, then handle!”

“OK!”

Greb!

George was really holding on, but not holding on to the handle of the bike in the back. But on Gabby's body.

“Lease!” Gabby jerked George's hand with her left.

“So you told me to hold, I've got a handle, now you let go,” protest George.

“Not hold on to me, but behind the motor seat there is an iron that you can make a handle!” jolt Gabby.

“OK,” said George, but he did not hold on. The man was silent and folded both his hands on his chest. Surely George can balance his own body with Gabby's speed.

Not long after, their motorbike arrived at the Panglipuran Traditional Village. Davis and Diora were waiting for their arrival.

Davis had already put on his sharp gaze, while Diora was seen breathing a sigh of relief.

“Why were you guys so long?” ask Diora.

“Terried.” George and Gabby answered simultaneously, making the two look at each other for a moment. But immediately throw away face again.

“Already, let's go in.” Diora took Gabby by the hand and ignored her husband.

George and Davis walked behind the two women, one of whom looked enthusiastic and the other was ordinary.

“You really should have lost both so that I could spend my time alone with my wife,” Davis complained.

“You shouldn't have asked me to come here and bring your wife's best friend.” George won't lose. “If you want to blame because your wife prefers to walk with her best friend, blame yourself, I will blame you too! Because you made my stance waver!”

Davis frowned with George's statement, especially his last sentence. But neither of them opened their voices again after complaining and blaming each other.

Unlike the two men, Gabby and Diora are looking at a woman who uses a Balinese kebaya.

“I want to wear it, we rent, yuk. As the costume goes around here,” invite Diora to appoint one of the rentals and sellers of custom clothes there.

Gabby only followed Diora when her body was forcefully pulled away due to being too enthusiastic.

Both also go into the rental place and choose which one is suitable for use.

“I'm just this.” Diora has decided to use Balinese kebaya with peach color. “You didn't choose?” asked because Gabby just kept quiet and watched him choose.

“No, you're it.”

Diora does not want to use traditional clothes alone to explore her current destination. He chose Gabby to wear. “This, you fit using this.” He gives a kebaya suit with marun colors that are very suitable with Gabby's strong and brave character.

Gabby did not refuse, she appreciated what Diora had chosen. Although he really did not want to.

After changing the costume. George and Davis waited for both of them under the hot sun. The two men's eyes were instantly fixed on Gabby and Diora.

“How?” Diora asked her husband's opinion about her appearance.

“Beauty,” compliment Davis.

“If Gabby, how?”