So My First Two Wives of Love

Mutually hurt

I looked at the innocent little face of Rora, Aurora... The name I gave to little daughter Gibran and also Ruby, the little princess who is now also my daughter.

She suckles voraciously though not breast milk but formula milk. Now it was still two in the morning, he woke up and cried from hunger but fortunately I could not sleep until I immediately quickly carried him after making him milk. While looking at him, I felt sorry. Seeing it was as if looking at me who lost my mother since infancy and was ignored by my father after that.

"Mother won't let you feel any lack of affection, so son... You have to grow and live happily." I said gently as I peeked at her puffed cheeks that had a natural red tinge after she fell asleep again.

"Why was he crying?"

I was aghast when I heard Gibran's sudden voice, the man came without a voice and immediately asked in a cynical tone.

"Rora wakes up wanting to suck." I replied no less cynical. Luckily I put Aurora on her bed again so she wasn't surprised when her father surprised me.

"Rora?" Gibran looked at me confused.

"Aurora... His name, you do not want to give the name." answered me who still remains cynical.

"Oh..."

"Here, don't be noisy!"

"You're upset!"

"Yes!"

I don't care, even if Gibran gets mad at me. There's no point keeping a stand on the man who blames his destiny on me.

Gibran then stepped closer, he made me have to move backwards but the Aurora guard bed restrained my steps while Gibran was still approaching. Now his hands are between my bodies, stretched out to hold on to the edge of the bedkeeper and curbed my movements.

"Where are you sleeping?" asked Gibran unexpectedly.

"Here!" I replied while holding back the nervousness as Gibran asked with a very close distance.

"You won't sleep in Rora's bed!"

Gibran really asked for it in the jambak! But at least I can get rid of this nervousness because of his attitude.

"It's also impossible for me to sleep in Rora's bed, I sleep on the couch..."

Gibran then glanced at the sofa I called my bed, a sofa with a special design to lean on so I could not lie there.

"Don't sleep here, sleep in the master room. This room can be monitored from there."

"Which room? Your room is the same as Ruby means? No, I'm just here as Aurora's mother, not your surrogate!"

"I sleep on the couch, just calm down I don't think of you as Ruby's surrogate wife either!"

This conversation may sound calm, but we hurt each other silently. I took a deep breath with a little restraint. Hardened my heart and expression so as not to look easy in the eyes of Gibran who was looking at me sharply.

***

In the end we were both loud, none of us gave in so I stayed in Aurora's room until morning while Gibran sat in the living room without sleep, I can tell because the sound of the television was disturbing, fortunately Aurora was very understanding and she slept soundly until morning but now I am very sleepy.

I don't know, but this motherly trait has been around since I first touched Aurora until I was able to even bathe her myself just once by looking at the nurse's instructions that exemplified her yesterday.

"Rora has taken a shower, she is beautiful too... Now is the time for Rora nyusu ya.." I said to Aurora who kept smiling, her face round, round, her clean skin and glowing eyes complete with pliable eyelashes and beautiful brow lines and a pointed nose and tiny lips, she looks unreal, she said, almost like a doll let alone her hair is a little curly.

"You can be so beautiful, son.." I was so anxious as to kiss her hand and hold her bottle of milk. "This brat we go to grandma's house yes, mother still has to take mother's clothes in the apartment. Later if you're a little big then I'll play there..."

I didn't find it strange to talk to her even if she just glanced at me and smiled once in a while, a smile that always made me think of Ruby. "Your mother in heaven must be very fond, you look like her, papa you do not look like her... Hihihi." I said again even though Aurora's hazel eyes dropped from her father but I didn't want to admit it considering Gibran still kept away without even going near his daughter.

My expression immediately turned irritated when Gibran suddenly replied. Ughh really, it seems like Gibran has a new habit of coming suddenly without a sound and immediately entered the conversation without being asked.

I turned my head and looked at him sharply who was currently leaning against the wide-open door.

"You may not like me, but he's my son. He certainly looks like me!" gibran said, not accepting as he approached.

"Well yes he is similar to Ruby, already can not be bothered, from the hair, eyes, nose, mouth, photocopy of this mama."

"When I don't get some?"

Gibran was now really close, he even looked deeply into his daughter's face. At least in this way Aurora can see her father up close because since yesterday she kept away.

I saw that curious eye gaze turn into a deep gaze, a warm affection, belonging to a father to his daughter. Though brief, my father used to look at me like Gibran is staring at Aurora right now, maybe he will protest at me soon because Aurora's eyes are completely similar to Gibran's.

"Eh he's laughing!" I was surprised to see Aurora release her milk bottle and laugh, her hands even moved up as if asking for a gesture of wanting to be carried by her father but Gibran instead cleared his throat and moved away without saying anything.

"Where are you going?" ask Gibran who is currently sitting on the edge of the window.

"To my mother's house, send Rora to the apartment, take the same clothes my belongings." I replied as I patted Aurora's back for her to burp.

"Well, let's get anter." Gibran is still cold but he doesn't completely ignore us, at least he's getting close to his daughter and I can feel that if he loves Aurora it's just that maybe he's still grieving the loss of Ruby.

***

We finally arrived at Gibran's house, I had already called in advance if we were to leave Aurora so as soon as we arrived mama Gibran immediately welcomed our arrival.

There is still a Dejavu feeling left, when I played here, Mama Gibran always waited in front of the gate to welcome my arrival and now he still does.

"I tipped Rora ya mah, I went back to my apartment to take things later back again. The milk I've poured in each bottle, mama just enter the warm water, the same clothes instead, all are already here."

"Dear, calm down, you must have Rora safe with you" replied mama Gibran as she took Aurora from my sling.

"His name is Aurora, beautiful... Who gave you the name?" ask Papa Gibran who just finished preparing the bed for his grandson to rest later.

"I.." answered me who was immediately upset considering Gibran refused to give Aurora a name.

"Aurora?" mama Gibran asked.

"Aurora Talia Salim..." Gibran's voice immediately made me turn to look at Gibran who gave Aurora a long name and even her last name.

***

I couldn't stop smiling, but Gibran only gave his last name to his own daughter but I was happy.

Gibran quietly glanced at me and asked, "I'm anterin you're not because I care about you, so stop smiling."

Learning where Gibran actually found a lot of painful vocabulary for him to say to me as if everything I did was a mistake in his eyes.

My smile instantly disappeared, my face turned stiff again then I replied lazily. "I smile at Aurora not because I'm wasting my time with you."

"From the beginning I didn't ask for anterin like you!" I said, right after Gibran's car stopped in front of the apartment building where I lived before, after that I immediately got out of the car without saying anything to him.

It seems like we were created to hurt each other...

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