So My First Two Wives of Love

One sweet memory

Breakfast together after our long quarrel that kept Gibran from eating breakfast at my place. I remembered the last time Gibran had breakfast with us, and it turned out long before our quarrel happened. Gibran no longer had breakfast with us since he changed his bike with a car and picked up Ruby every day until he was late to come to pick me up.

Given that fact made my appetite instantly decrease. Even after this we might pick up Ruby first. All of this is disturbing because I've realized my feelings for Gibran and last night's kiss really made me want to have Gibran for myself.

To be honest I was so scared, I was afraid of being greedy because of this feeling and instead broke my relationship with Gibran.

"Eat the real don't daydream!" gibran said, reminding me that since then, I have only played with fried rice on my plate without eating it.

"It's not good to eat me." I said slowly, barely excited.

"You sick, son?" ask my grandmother to worry. I immediately raised my gaze, my chaotic thoughts from last night made me forget to smile before my grandmother who was worrying her now.

"No, grandma.." I smiled faintly but I still didn't touch my breakfast.

Gibran then sighed, he sounded annoyed and then he took my plate and poured my fried rice on his plate.

"Don't style much, eat..." Gibran's words may sound cold but not with his actions because he's trying to bribe me right now.

"Come jasmine, I need to eat too!"

I glanced at my grandmother, hesitating to take a bribe from Gibran but my grandmother was smiling and nodding softly - a sign she didn't mind if Gibran bribed me.

"That's dong, we'll be late if we wait for the mood loe back." muttered Gibran while again eating fried rice with double portions on the plate, with the same spoon he used to bribe me.

"Don't be a slob, Gibran!"

"Jorok why?"

"Kok use my old spoon anyway?"

"Why are we so bad..."

Gibran immediately shut his mouth tightly, he was surprised at himself who almost exposed our secret last night. Surely I did not stay silent because I immediately gave him a cynical look at his stupidity.

I don't know what drama would happen if Gibran and I were caught kissing my grandmother, maybe we would get married right now.

Or do I have to do it so Gibran will be mine completely?

Oh my God, my mind is getting wildly out of control right now.

"What are you doing?" My grandmother asked softly but her gaze squinted a stern look suspiciously at me and Gibran.

"I mean we've grown up together, Grandma." replied Gibran with a clumsy smile. "Yes, jasmine." Now he even nudged my leg with his leg and asked for my help to strengthen his alibi.

I smiled to cover up my annoyance at his stupidity and replied insincerely, "Yes bang." But instead of the smile of thanks I got Gibran glared at me displeased. Who told him to call me Melati!

"Well, you know that it's big now, but why do you still like fighting?"

"Not answered?"

"Fried rice made by grandma is the most delicious yes, Gibran!" I purposely avoided my grandmother's question by feeding Gibran a spoonful of fried rice into his mouth which made him almost choke but the man could still smile even though his smile looked creepy especially when he difficulty chewing the fried rice that filled his mouth, even he had to gulp a glass of water to help him swallow.

"Emang no one rivaled fried rice made by grandma, let alone use omelette." now it was Gibran's turn to feed me a spoonful of fried rice and put on a big piece of omelet without waiting for me to chew the fried rice that was already in my mouth.

I painstakingly chewed on all the things that Gibran bribed. This man is tired of living!

Gibran almost choked on me after that, but even while coughing, he continued to feed me and so on until the fried rice on our plates ran out and my grandmother laughed after that which made me and Gibran look at my grandmother with confused looks.

"Whatever your age, you will live in childish times when you are together." the comments of my grandmother who was still laughing and managed to make me and Gibran feel embarrassed because our attitude just now really reflects our attitude when we were in elementary school.

But really, the memories of that time are very beautiful and it looks like today will also be another wonderful memory that Gibran and I have together.

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Should I be happy because our silliness finally made me almost late until Gibran immediately drove me to school without picking up Ruby first.

"Smiling... Do you think I almost froze to death?" cibir Gibran is still driving his car.

"Loe doesn't make me feel good!" I say no less cynical.

"Loe who first did not bribe me to use large portions?" Gibran really didn't want to budge but I also never gave up, "Who told you to make Grandma suspicious? Make it!"

"Who told you to call me bang! Inget yes I until whenever do not want to be Brother Loe!"

"Keep wanting to be what am I?"

Gibran was stunned for a moment, he looked nervous in response to my question. Does this mean I can expect more?

He still had not answered my question when his car had stopped right in front of my school gate.

"Loe herself wants to be what am I?"

Now it was Gibran's turn to ask me back, he even leaned his body towards me and made my body freeze let alone he looked at me deeply without being able to understand the meaning of the look in his eyes that made me nervous

Both of my eyes were locked, I could not let go of wherever the look in his eyes moved even as his gaze slowly descended. He made it hard for me to breathe because I almost knew exactly where his eyes were looking at me right now.

Towards my lips... Is she getting crazy about my lips? Or am I going crazy about it?

I began to have difficulty breathing as Gibran continued to move closer, perhaps too close that I could feel the warmth of his breath hitting my face.

Gibran, you really don't want to kiss me here, do you?

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