So My First Two-Wife Love

Worst point

"Loe's got a plan for deket with the other guys over there?"

Is he jealous?

What angry expression did he show now that he was feeling jealous?

I kept wondering in my heart, it was hard to interpret the meaning of Gibran's question because what I wanted now was that he felt jealous.

Both of Gibran's eyes locked on me, he still urged me. His anger was so obvious, it almost made me hope again.

"If you really want what?" asked me, my calm tone of voice immediately challenged him. Gibran lowered his head, but he did not stay away.

Gibran laughed softly, I really did not understand but then he got down from the car, slammed the door very strongly and stepped away leaving me who was still sitting frozen in his car.

Everything that happened between us made me want to cry. Our relationship is at its worst.

I thought I was just there but I was wrong because as I walked through the hallway of the school to the hall where the students and their families were celebrating graduation, I saw it and my heart was broken not saved.

I saw Ruby walking along with Gibran while holding his arm. Ruby smiled happily, she stepped towards a woman in her forties, I guess it was Ruby's mother waiting at the end of the road, but my steps stopped immediately when I saw that person there.

The person I asked to disappear from my life, the one who had incised the greatest wound in my heart.

My papa...

She is with Ruby and her mother and Gibran.

My body trembled but I kept walking closer to them while my tears were already held in my eyes. This tightness is suffocating me, this pain is like it's going to kill me.

"Jasmine.." my father called when I was almost there, he looked surprised as well as Gibran and Ruby who immediately turned their heads.

Gibran was immediately surprised to see me, he immediately released Ruby's hand and arm and stepped over to me.

"Jasmine..." Gibran called me with a stifled voice.

"..." I opened my mouth but there wasn't a single word I could say, this pain was already on the verge of my limit.

"loe can't love me, but Gibran... What's my fault until you play me like this?" my tears were no longer blocked, I could no longer hold back my cries.

"Jasmine, I can clear it!" now it was Ruby's turn to come closer, she touched my hand but I immediately brushed it off.

I looked at him, I could not help the hatred that was instantly ignited due to their lies. The figure of the father that Ruby always told me, the figure of the papa he always proud of, the figure of the father who he said loved him so much that he was willing to do anything for his sake, for his sake, a figure that makes me envious because I don't have a papa like him.

"That's your papa?" ask me with a voice that shakes.

"Sorry Jasmine, I didn't mean to cover it all up..."

There was nothing left in me but pain, heartbreak, betrayal and disappointment filling the recesses of my heart. They hurt me so badly, they killed my soul. They're playing games with me...

I thought Gibran understood my suffering the most, but I was wrong. Every pain I show him means nothing at all. "When did you know that Papa Ruby was my father?" ask me who almost suffocated the pain.

"Sorry, Jasmine..."

I laughed, I might be crazy now that when Ruby touched me, I pushed her to the point of making her fall.

"JASMINE!" Gibran yelled, he yelled at me. He has no regrets about hurting me.

"RUBY'S A VICTIM HERE TOO!" Gibran is still defending her while helping Ruby to wake up. The girl was crying now and she immediately ran towards my father and hugged him.

Even up to this moment they still added the wound.

"It's dad's fault, son... It's all my father's fault." My father spoke while rubbing Ruby's hair, he showed me his tender love for Ruby who was dying.

"All of you forget, I suffer the most." I said as I tried to wipe away my tears that would not stop dripping and continued to step back. My body was shaking, I really couldn't face this reality.

"It's not so, Jasmine... I-i..." Gibran seemed to regret his earlier reaction. He walked over to me and showed his guilt.

"Life the thing I regret the most is knowing and falling in love with you, Gibran."

Gibran's steps stopped immediately, he was stunned to hear my words.

"But now I completely hate loe. I hate you guys." I turned and immediately turned and I saw my grandmother's face that was the same as mine.

I could no longer bear this suffering so I chose to step away. Ignoring both of Gibran's parents who were also trying to prevent my departure.

"Jasmine!"

I heard Gibran call me but then I heard my grandmother's voice. "That's enough! Don't hurt my granddaughter more. I'm begging... I beg of you all..."

My granny's bitter cry broke my heart, my grandmother then walked up to me. "Let's get your diploma and get out of here. People here don't realize how valuable you are." take my grandmother, with a trembling body he wiped my tears and led me into the hall and sat in the front row because that was my place as an accomplished disciple.

The graduation ceremony began with a rumble that sounded to fill the room, some people who openly looked at me pitying and sneering at me at the same time.

"Don't cry anymore. Elevate your head, you didn't do anything wrong, Jasmine." My grandmother encouraged me even though I knew her tears were still dripping down her wrinkled face.

"Jasmine.." mama Gibran called me softly, he touched my hand but coldly I pulled my hand and kept looking straight ahead until the end of my name called to be the student with the highest passing grade.

I then got up, turned my head back where Ruby was still crying and her mother was staring cynically at me while my father looked embarrassed to look at me and Gibran who was in the same row as them, he looked at me with an expression I had difficulty reading but I no longer wanted to know. I don't want to know anything about him.

The lifetime we spent together was like a meaningless empty memory, lost to dust by burning with anger and disappointment.

Gibran hurt me without mercy!

My chest was still tight but I kept stepping up, getting on stage and receiving my award.

Then they invited me to give a little speech. My mouth was already open, but the tightness in my chest held my voice.

"How much?" My voice trembled, my tears dripping again.

"How much have you spent to secretly support me all this time?" my words managed to create a stir once again and people immediately looked towards my father, the man who was currently sitting next to Ruby.

"I'll pay for it but until here, our relationship gets here. Don't come to me, don't apologize to me and force me to forget your mistake of betraying my mother, your mistake of abandoning me for your new family."

Now everyone was staring at Ruby and her mother cynically. I exposed it, all these secrets, without feeling the slightest bit guilty. My heart is numb and those who have killed it.

"Never consider me your daughter because I have considered you dead along with my mother's death. Live with guilt, I will continue the rest of my life with a heart you have cruelly broken. To the people I once considered everything, to the people who played me when I loved him, to those of you who fed me with pain. Thank you for this wound. You brought me to this point, the lowest point of my life. All these awards I get for studying are my escape from pain to the happy dictionary of my life gone. Thank you for this pain."

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