Gabby, My Fierce Girl
The Part 40
“What do you mean by a man who breaks a promise?” george asked, his eyes looking at Gabby with curiosity.
“You think for yourself, I'm sure you're not stupid, or maybe just pretending to be stupid,” Gabby replied. He didn't want to tell the truth, let George think and figure it out for himself. “Please don't disturb my life again, I want my life to be quiet from now on!” emphatically.
Gabby swung her legs away from George, letting the man guess what he said.
George walked behind Gabby. He can't just shut up and talk to Gabby anymore. He kept thinking with his brain. Her eyes were fixed on Gabby's back, which was tearing her dirty mind.
“Where are you from?” diora asked when Gabby and George had joined her. She wanted to find her friend who was separated from her, but was prevented by her husband.
“Sana.” Gabby answered lazily, pointing with the chin of the road she had been walking on.
“Oh ...” Diora nodded in understanding. “We take pictures, yuk? As a memento of having been here and wearing custom clothing from this island?” take it to Gabby.
Gabby nodded. “Use your phone and ask your husband for help,”. He did not want to ask George for help to take pictures, because he learned from past experiences. It wouldn't have satisfied the results if George had taken the picture.
“Oke.” Diora nodded in agreement. “Please, you photographed me with Gabby.” He gave Davis a cell phone.
His hand took a flat object from his wife's hand. “For women, the work is just a photo continued from earlier,” grumbled Davis very slowly so that Diora or Gabby who was nearby did not hear it.
Davis also moved away from the pair of female friends and approached George whose eyes were never separated from Gabby.
Gabby and Diora are ready to pose as graceful women.
Davis began giving directions and aiming the camera at the object. It looks so beautiful both and so elegant.
George, I don't know why that guy didn't want to miss the opportunity to take a picture of Gabby. He pulled out his phone and pretended to pick up the phone. This time he turned off the flash and used the silent mode. It's stylish as if you're reading with someone on a phone call. But in reality, he activates the camera he has calculated will precisely aim at the object he wants to photograph.
George stopped acting on his phone to see his photos. He lifted his smile. “You are indeed a reliable George,” praise for yourself. Proud of one of his paparazzi skills. The photos I got were really good.
Ten minutes spent taking pictures of Gabby and Diora. Davis approached them to give them a cell phone.
Diora and Gabby immediately saw the results of Davis' shot that did not disappoint.
“What if we take a picture of four?” advice Diora. “Me and Gabby will be friends, my husband and his assistant are also friends, so there is no harm if we capture the holiday moment of these two pairs of friends,” he added.
Davis agreed. “But after that we take pictures together.” He put conditions on his wife.
“OK, you how's Gab?”
“No need, I just take a picture with you. You two are posing, I will take a picture of you,” Gabby refused, she raised her hand to ask for Diora's phone.
“Come on, I just want to capture the moment with us alone,” whine Diora clasped Gabby's hand to beg.
Gabby sighed, her eyes glancing at the usual George was not so enthusiastic to take a picture. “I want if she wants to.” too He made the requirement by appointing George. He thinks a guy like George wouldn't want something like that.