So My First Two Wives of Love

Stay on the back

I stepped through the hallway of the apartment where I had lived for the past few months in silence and silence.

When I passed Juna's apartment, my steps stopped for a moment. He gave me no news after that day, the day our lives changed completely when I could not refuse to marry Gibran.

The guilt returned with my memory of Juna saying he would wait for me.

But Juna, I don't even know when this is gonna end, I don't know what the end will be like, which I know looks like I'm going to be back friends with pain.

You have been working hard to save me from the pain, but I have returned to the same place. I can only pray that your heart turns away from me which can only hurt you even though I still do not know how to turn this heart away because completely this heart is still his. Belonging to a disturbed man seeing me smile, am I not so pathetic?

I wiped away my tears, like a foolish woman crying at the door alone without daring to knock on her...

It felt heavy, so heavy when I entered my apartment, a place I could finally buy with my own hard work. The place that finally made me and Juna live as neighbors because during the time in London first, when I was in college I lived in the campus dormitory and after graduation, I lived in the dormitory, I chose to stay in the basement to save on living expenses and rejected Juna's offer to stay with her.

Not wanting to drag on with my grief, I stepped into my room and packed all my clothes.

"Would you take everything?"

I turned my head as soon as I heard Juna's voice, he did know my apartment password but I didn't know how Juna knew I was coming home, does she know I'm crying desperately on her apartment doorstep?

"You don't want to come back here?" juna's question is sounding more heartbreaking.

"I don't know when I'll be back." I answered, wiping my tears, and I came out of my room with a bag of clothes I had finished packing, just passing through even though I knew he was hurt because of me.

"Have you eaten?" asked Juna who made my step immediately stopped.

Now I really can't hide my tears anymore. "Once upon a time, Brother Juna... Can't you hate me once?" ask me to look.

"Why should I hate?"

"I fucked you, I broke our promise. I married someone else, Sister Juna... I keep hurting you, you should hate me..."

Juna came closer, he lifted my face and wiped my tears and smiled, "I know you have no intention of hurting me..."

"I told you I'd wait, right?" he said it again gently.

I no longer know how to deal with Juna's endless feelings for me. The man even led me now and made me sit on the dining table chair and then calmly made me a cup of warm tea and then calmly made me toast.

"Your profile picture is changed" he said after putting two loaves of bread in front of me.

"Yes, I changed this morning." I replied without touching the bread, I could only look at her without daring to eat her until Juna smeared my favorite strawberry jam on it and moved to bribe me but I took the bread before Juna managed to bribe me.

I felt that something was wrong if I accepted the bribe but Juna's expression that kept smiling despite being disappointed made me regret.

"He's my son now." I said slowly.

The atmosphere became silent after that, especially when Juna closed his phone and looked at me.

"I can be his father later?"

I was stunned to hear Juna's question but I haven't had time to answer, Gibran had first come to pull me up suddenly. "Can't!" he said firmly, he then pulled me over with him but Juna held back our steps by blocking this wrist.

Just as when Gibran pulled me angrily in front of the library first and Juna held me back, it happened again.

Our world continues to swirl to the same place just at different times but the pain does not decrease even a little.

Juna then got up but he did not let go of my hand. He may not speak but his eyes describe everything if he is still very angry.

I remember when Juna beat Gibran in the hospital, the bruise was still slightly on Gibran's face, I'm afraid he's hitting Gibran or maybe they're going to hit each other because Gibran's showing the same amount of anger.

"Take him off." in a voice that was stifled with anger, Gibran asked Juna to let go of my hand.

Juna did not answer but looked at Gibran's hand, which was clutching my arm firmly.

"If I don't want to, what do you want?" ask Juna to challenge.

"He's my wife now!"

"What can you take pride in from a marriage that occurs due to circumstances? Jasmine even still wears my gift ring..."

Now it was Gibran's turn to look at my hand, right at the ring that Juna gave me that was still coiling on my ring finger.

"Loe was just a part of Jasmine's past, don't be greedy." said Juna who finally let go of my hand but he patted the top of my head before finally stepping away.

"One more, until whenever I'll be the backup for Jasmine... It just takes time for her to get back to my side, your status won't affect our relationship..."

Juna had left, leaving behind a rage for Gibran who was now venting it on me through the look of his eyes that seemed to suffocate me.

"What's fun?" asked Gibran while letting go of my hand violently. "Can cheating be in front of my eyes, is that so much fun?" gibran asked as he moved closer and intimidated me.

"My answer..." Gibran's whisper made my body freeze.

"Jasmine, don't try to be happy, you're not allowed to do that." Gibran said before stepping away from me who couldn't dismiss a single word that hurt me once more .

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