Gabby, My Fierce Girl
Part 48's
“This is yours! Thank you for driving me,” Gabby said when she arrived in front of the Casa De Jule Apartment building. He placed a bag of food-filled papperbags in the front seat. His hand was ready to open the door, but he remembered that the door was locked by George. “Open the door, I want to get off!” He spoke with great emphasis.
George flirted, for some reason he would not have parted with Gabby so soon. “I'll open it, but answer my question honestly.” He's undaunted, still trying to catch Gabby.
“Three seconds, I give you three seconds to ask a question.” Gabby looked at the hand of the watch that kept turning.
“Do you know—” George's words stopped when Gabby had her voice open again.
“Three! You're out of time to ask questions. And your vague question, I don't think I need to answer, you should know the answer for yourself!” gabby knew that George was asking the same question as before. “Open now! Or I'll smash your car glass right now!” the threat is no joke.
George was still silent, not willing to part with Gabby. He stole a look through the front rearview mirror.
“I'm not messing with my words!” Gabby pulls the knuckle out of her bag, inserts her fingers into each hole and is ready to break the glass of George's Tesla. “I count to three, if you do not open it immediately, then do not blame me if this glass will really break!”
“One.”
“Two.”
“Ti—”
“I've opened, you bar-bar lady!” ogot George. He opened the lock door just as the knuckle in Gabby's hand was about to touch the glass. Although rich and able to buy another car, but George is not willing if his car hurt just to prevent a woman.
George could only sigh deeply and stare at Gabby's back.
After Gabby is not seen again, George returns his car to his own apartment.
It only took ten minutes, he reached the basement of his apartment. He opened the door and went down. His feet swung towards the elevator in the basement, but he immediately remembered the food Gabby had bought. He returned to his car, opened the side door of the steering wheel and took the papperbag.
George's eyes stopped when he realized there was an object that was slightly striking because the material was shiny so that it reflected light from the basement lighting. Things in the back seat. He immediately took that thing. Closing the car door and walking to his apartment unit.
George put everything he brought on his dining table. His eyes stared flat at the box.
“Whose property? Gabby or Sophie?” mumbling George. “Ah will also be sought by the owner if it is realized that the valuable goods are lost.”
George left his dining room and opted to go into the room to clean his body.
George's body was now plain, covered only by foam in the bathup. His mind was fixed on the wallet left in his car. Yeah, that thing is a wallet.
“Sial! Why do I have such high curiosity now!” swearing George to himself. He who is usually indifferent and does not care about the surrounding environment, suddenly felt strange with himself who began to differ.
George ended his soaking event, he cleaned himself under the shower. Immediately put on the bathrobe and went out to the dining place where he left the wallet.