So My First Two-Wife Love

So My First Two-Wife Love
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"Don't try to take my wife!"


Gibran who suddenly came immediately pulled me to his side. He looked so angry that without asking for my approval, Gibran dragged me away from Juna but not the Aurora room where he took me away from Juna, but a quiet hallway.


He then let go of my hand, then turned his back to me. His strapping back seemed to grow stronger as he ruffled his waist in frustration, too frustrated that he hit the wall several times while defusing his anger and then he stepped closer to me and pushed me against the wall.


His hand gripped my shoulder, his eyes were emitting a ready-to-explode rage, his face was already flushed red while the fishy smell of blood from his injured knuckles, stinging my sense of smell.


"Is it because of him? You're so eager to get divorced with me, is it because of her that you're like this?" Gibran asked in a stifled and choked voice. Gibran glared at me sharply a little scaring me but I kept holding my breath.


"My answer, Jasmine?" Gibran urged more, I felt compelled to answer by him, an answer that should satisfy his heart.


"Gibran, I became like this because of you... I'm ruined because of you! It's still wrong if I want to fix my feelings?"


"ME! I'M THE ONE WHO WILL FIX IT!!!" Shouted Gibran, a shout that was loud enough that his voice echoed in this empty howl .


"Your feelings... I'll fix it so please, I beg you... I beg of you, Jasmine.." Unlike before, Gibran whispered softly, his voice so slow as to infiltrate my heart.


As Gibran rested his head on my shoulder, I could feel his trembling body as if he was deeply wounded, but I could not forget the pain he gave so even though he was like this, he was like this, even though my heart loves him, this anger makes me want to push him away, as far away from my life as possible.


"I'm jealous..." Gibran raised his head back, "i'm jealous of him, Jasmine..."


"Anything, Jasmine... Regardless, I'm willing to do anything for you as long as you accept me again!" His voice trembled, his eyes reddened, I could see his tears held in his eyes.


"Don't go, don't stay with me! Don't go to his side, don't... No, Jasmine..."


Gibran's tears finally broke, he could no longer contain it, he once again cried in front of me, looked bitter, bitter into my heart.


"You've become a father but you're so crybaby."


"Because I'm afraid of losing you..."


We were silent after that, Gibran was still looking at me, he locked my eyes until I could not turn my eyes away while his face was hopeful.


Slowly I hugged him, Gibran then returned my embrace so tightly, I could feel it if he grabbed me with a body that was still trembling until I finally let go of his embrace.


"You may try as much as you want" the smile on Gibran's face was slowly etched even though his tears were still dripping.


"But Gibran... My decision is still the same."


So cold, without the slightest smile, without an expression of remorse, I left it just like that after plugging the wound into his heart, maybe I had already cut it deep into and broke his heart, seeing him get hurt makes me die but staying with him maybe I'll die.


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>>> Gibran POV <<<


It felt like he was carrying away half my soul, I could feel nothing but pain.


Seeing him step away, leaving me after saying the thing that nearly gave me a heart attack. I thought she would give me a chance when she hugged me so tightly, when she let me lean on her shoulder but she was just giving me a goodbye.


Destroyed, I'm ruined.


My head is throbbing, maybe because I'm crying too much, or my body isn't ready for this pain? But I hid it, my pain seemed nothing compared to what I gave Jasmine.


Once again I regretted, I dragged my guilt on Ruby until I forgot that Jasmine could have been hurt more deeply.


All my life, I just kept hurting her, now what do I have to do to cure her?


"Where are you from?" I turned my head as my mother asked, her face looking tired. Looking at it, it made me realize that everyone in this room has a puffy face and even eye bags are clearly visible on their faces.


I didn't answer and just stepped over to Aurora. "He's still sleeping?" ask Jasmine.


Jasmine did not reply, perhaps she was upset that my question sounded stupid because it was obvious that Aurora was sound asleep right now.


"Have you eaten yet? Where's this food from?" Jasmine's grandmother asked while pointing to Juna's cooking which was located right next to the cuisine she was carrying.


"So Juna Bawain's sister."


I regret that I should have thrown away Juna's cooking with the stale fried rice that I had thrown away shortly after Jasmine and Juna's departure.


"Juna where is it now?"


Is there no blessing left for me from her grandmother Jasmine until she asks where Juna is when I am here?


"Well home." Jasmine replied again briefly.


"Keep why not eat? He's tired of it. Let's eat Jasmine, Gibran mas also eat together, if less there is still grandmother's cooking."


I could not show a fluffy smile even though I felt grateful that her grandmother Jasmine was still watching me. I sat down on the sofa right where my mother was while my father had been standing by the window with a sour face.


"I want to go home, I want to take my things because tomorrow Rora can go home."


My body felt frozen, Jasmine woke up not to come up to me and eat with me but to confirm her disappearance.


"Let's get anter."


My parents looked at me, "You agreed to split up?" my mother asked as if she could not believe it.


"Udah." Jasmine replied slowly. I just lowered my head and let my tears drip and then I got up and walked over to him.


"Gibran, are you the one?" my mother looked angry while holding our steps.


"Jasmine, please think again." Now he even begged his dream daughter-in-law.


"Sorry, ma'am..." Jasmine replied then stepped past my mother just like that, first leaving the room while I was still standing still.


"Well, I'm not giving up. I will definitely get Jasmine again" I said, winning over my mother who started crying bitterly.


"Have it, don't be forced. Jasmine left her mark she couldn't, Gibran."


Like everyone was turning away from me, when my father suddenly spoke up as if to support my separation with Jasmine.


"No reward, we're just getting started."


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