So My First Two Wives of Love

The distance between us

"Loe why the hell?"

I turned my head as soon as I heard Gibran's voice after we finished driving Ruby home somehow for how many times because Ruby said that the driver who used to always take her back was healed a long time ago but she still go and go to school with us.

"Why not why." Answer me lazily, yes lazy ... Gibran only spoke to me after Ruby was gone when he used to talk to Ruby more often and even joke, he included me in the conversation only when he needed someone to make his speech sound more convincing.

"Why not, why did you just die?"

"What do we want to say? We don't have hobbies or anything we like."

"Don't make a fuss, Melati!"

I sighed as she started calling me Melati, maybe I would bark and protest at her first but not this time. I'm tired, I feel like he's just talking to me so as not to get bored.

And just as the car Gibran was driving stopped in front of my house, I got out of the car without saying anything to him.

"Jasmine!"

Gibran called me but I ignored his call and continued to step in.

"Jasmine, what's wrong with you? Gibran called you on the way?" Reprimand my grandmother while holding my steps into my room.

"I'm just not in the mood anymore, grandma ... Let's just say Gibran, he's also been cuekin I'm behind this."

I immediately entered my room and threw my bag in any direction. From the outside I heard Gibran and my grandmother talking.

"Jasmine lately how often moody huh grandma?"

I heard it carefully from behind the door. Is he worried about me now?

"Maybe another PMS .." my grandmother said, she thought Gibran was her first grandchild when I was her only grandchild and it was clear that my grandmother did not want Gibran to worry.

Not long after that came the sound of knocking on the door, I quickly ran over my bed and covered half my body with a blanket.

"Jasmine, am I in?"

I didn't answer, but Gibran often went into my room and picked up comic books I bought so he could read them because Gibran's parents forbade him from reading comic books. And sure enough, there was the sound of the door opening and after that I heard the sound of footsteps approaching.

I deliberately lay on my back so Gibran wouldn't be able to see my expression right now.

I felt Gibran sitting on the edge of my bed, she was silent for a moment then after that she gently stroked my hair like what she had always done all this time only ever since she and Ruby became closer, she no longer did.

I honestly miss her hand rubbing my head like this. Not without reason I like Gibran to do it because when I was a child I always felt jealous when I saw a child who got the attention of his father, not that I didn't want any attention from my mother but because she died since I was a child, knowing that it was my destiny and I accepted it sincerely it was just that my father was no longer visiting me when I was five because he had remarried and had a new family and I'm not part of his family and that's when Gibran was always there for me, he hugged me and rubbed my head every time I felt bad.

As of now, he did and made me feel better even though there were still lingering feelings in my heart.

"Jasmine ..." Gibran called again as he continued to rub the tops of my head and I replied briefly without hospitality, "what?"

"Eat with yuk, laper nih ... Tuh kiss grandma's cooking smells really good."

"Loe ate it herself."

"It's not good to eat alone."

"Yes, ask for help from grandma ..."

Or Ruby, I would love to insinuate her like that but I'm afraid carrying her name will make my feelings worse.

"Jasmine ..." Now Gibran started ruffling my hair because I kept ignoring him.

"Let's get my hair tangled, Gibran!"

"Gue's not laper!"

"Lied, Ruby sent a message saying you didn't eat anything after the break!"

Oh they've even sent each other messages behind my back? Though there was a group message we three but no incoming messages at all there, I thought maybe they were busy with their respective affairs but it turns out they were busy replying to each other without me.

"Gibran, I'm cape. Please don't bother me."

Gibran's hand suddenly stopped rubbing my head, he heard a heavy sigh and I felt him getting up from my bed.

"Later call me if you feel better,"

"Hit ..."

I did not dare to refuse for fear that he was angry and would make our relationship even more distant but I also could not agree to it directly because my heart was feeling muddled right now.

"Gue's coming home, yeah,"

Gibran said before he closed my door.

I immediately sat down and got off the top of my bed to peek at Gibran's departure from behind my bedroom window.

"Loe why the hell, Jasmine ... " I complained to myself while banging on my chest that felt tight.

***

I fidgeted all day and chose to lock myself in my room. I feel not okay but I refuse to admit if the cause of my heart's chaos is the closeness between Gibran and Ruby.

Even writing I can't, my mind's fucked. I turned towards the cake and milk that had become cold my grandmother gave me this afternoon which I did not touch at all.

"Tok .. tok .. tok ..."

The sound of knocking on the door, I looked at Gibran as he moved in.

"Still sick? Grandma said you didn't leave the room at all." Gibran asked as he walked up to me and brought a plate with dinner menu.

"Gue doesn't hurt just isn't in the mood." Answer me who chose to refocus on my writing even though I do not know what I am writing.

Gibran then sat down next to me and placed the plate he was carrying on my study table.

"Still doodling is not clear rich children SD." Gibran sneered after peeking into my book so I quickly closed it.

"Why the hell?" Gibran asked once more but this time his voice sounded worried.

"Why? Why am I?"

"Gue knows loe from orok so I know very well if elo again not all right." Said Gibran while ruffling my hair.

I could only shake his hand without saying anything. I'm afraid I can't hold back my tears.

"Again PMS?" Ask Gibran again.

"May ..." I answered briefly and curtly.

"Certain why? Loe kangen same as mr loe?"

"Gibran is really me..."

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