Wife 108kg Mr. Bara
Chapter 83. The pigeon or wolf cage

Gisella stopped her car in front of a small and simple house. Standing on a slightly slum and densely populated land. The house looked even more terrifying than the last time he saw it.

The grass begins to lengthen, with paint peeling on the wall. Roof tile that turns green because it nests a lot of moss and wild plants that are rooted on it.

The broken windows in some parts are only in patches with a piece of used plywood only. And do not forget the rope clothesline next to it that there are some sheets of clothing that even fit called a washcloth rather than a shirt if you see the color of the fabric that has faded.

Gisella bit the tip of her thumb nail restlessly, there was a sense of reluctance to go down. But what can he choose now?

Only this place was safe for him to hide in at this moment. Taking a trip out of town for 8 hours alone, he only rested twice while filling his hungry stomach, because however there is still a fetus that he must grow in his stomach.

His body was very tired, he already wanted to rest, but he was not sure he could rest comfortably in such a place.

"I have no choice. If I stay at a hotel, I'm afraid they'll find me. Only Gabby's house is safe for me" he murmured as he removed the seat belt encircling his body.

Gisella opened the car with a backpack that was constantly attached to her back. His feet stepped forward with eyes that were endlessly scanning every corner of that part of the house. Gisella used to go to the house a few times, it was no more because the woman named Gabby kept forcing her.

Geck! Geck! Geck!

Long Gisella waited at last a slightly porous wooden door on the bottom wall upright as if proud of the weakness he had.

The door opened after five minutes of waiting. Featuring a woman with messy hair, there was a red mark at some point on her chest. He was sweating as if he had just run away.

The woman is thought to be a few years older than him, wearing half-thigh shorts and a maron crop top. The milk was huge as if spilling from its place.

Sharp eyes with thick eyeliner and thick makeup make the woman look so menor even though it looks beautiful.

"What's up and who's looking?" ketus tanyanya. Gisella's presence was so disturbing to him. His eyes glanced at Gisella from top to bottom with a disdainful smile.

"Is there Gabby?" tanyanya. He did not know the woman who was standing in front of him.

The woman's forehead was wrinkled deep. "Gabby? There's no one here called Gabby. You got the wrong address."

"Darling, who's outside. Comeon! I can't take it anymore" shouted the man from inside sounding so hoarse. Gisella now understood why the woman came out looking so upset.

"Oh, I'm sorry if I bother you. Maybe I was wrong ala—"

Brak!

Gisella has not finished speaking. The wooden door closed again. Fortunately, the distance of the door and his face was quite far away, although his voice that was pounding was enough to make him jerk in surprise.

"There's no ethics!" the pregnant woman was angry.

"Hey! Who are you looking for?" the cry now sounded from behind. Spontaneous Gisella turned her head to the brink and then turned her legs to face the source of the sound.

"Oh, Gabby. He doesn't live here. Again but he moved into the big house that was on the way of the pigeon."

"Moved? May I have a full address, ma'am?" gisella Pinta. The old lady with hair in the sanggung nodded. He mentioned the full address, Gisella recorded it in full on her phone and said goodbye after getting what she needed.

The address that the fat lady gave me was quite far from where it was. Gisella would have been almost lost if she hadn't asked a security guard in the tall building. Gisella was big in the city, but she had not returned to the city for a long time which has now changed a lot like other big cities.

Now he is in a tall building with dozens of floors. He was standing in the elevator with a sense of confusion that was difficult for him to express. Is the address he got correct? Is he not wrong address and stray at this time?

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"So you came to me because now you're a fugitive for your husband's death because of your affair?" The tone of the sentence that came out of Gabby's lips sounded bad in the ears.

The beautiful woman's face has looked unfriendly since she found Gisella standing at the door of her apartment. Gabby can recognize Gisella when she meets him.

Gabby invites Gisella to enter, they also exchange stories like old friends who were once familiar.

While Gisella looked in amazement at the appearance of the woman who was wearing the sage-colored dress. Her once black skin now turned smooth white and her round chin had turned pointed with a slightly pointed nose, contrary to her former appearance.

Gabby is a woman who works at nightclubs. The woman was unmarried, she lived in a fairly large and elite house. Gisella did not even think that women who used to live mediocre lives could live a wah life in a matter of a few years.

"It's great, yeah, when it's good to be lost somewhere. Uh, hard time just nongol with a face that—," Gabby did not continue her words. He screeched giving the code with his hand towards Gisella as if to say. Depressing.

"I don't know why my life has become so complicated. You're the only friend I can trust, Gabby. Please let me stay here for a while. I promise I won't trouble you, because I have my own money. If I need to I'll pay you the rent, as long as I can stay with you. I don't have anyone anymore" Gisella said expectantly to her best friend.

"Lent money? Did you go bring money?" tanya Gabby looks enthusiastic.

Gisella nodded steadily. Both of his hands tightly grasped the backpack that was inside his lap.

Gabby glanced at the backpack suspiciously. Looking at the gisella who was so closely guarding the backpack, made a thin smile rise on Gabby's thin lips.

"Well, you can stay at my place. But you can't act like the young mistress of the Apsara family anymore. Because in this place there are no servants you can command."

"All right, thank you, Gabby," said Gisella.

Gabby did not answer Gisella's words, she seemed to ignore the woman before her.

The corner of his eyes still glanced at the backpack that was in Gisella's arms as if the eyes could penetrate to the deepest part.

"Bring up a lot of money he turns out," Gabby thought with a grin on the corner of her lips.