So My First Two Wives of Love

Mutually hurt

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...Pov Ruby...

I can't believe that a single sentence can make him waver in his own feelings.

I saw Gibran drifting through his mind so I took the opportunity to take a step closer.

I touched the tip of his jacket and smiled as sweetly as possible at him to have him charmed me but Gibran quickly shook my hand and stepped back.

His attitude hurt my heart.

"By noon, you're mending in, tar's late!"

Gibran immediately rushed up to the top of his motorbike, he looked angry at me until I immediately held him.

"Don't be angry, it's just my guess, after all, it's not sure how Jasmine feels to sister," I said trying to persuade her.

Gibran sighed, he looked annoyed without trying to hide it from me.

"Had Jasmine turned out to just think that big brother was like her own brother how? It must be very awkward for your friendship if you reveal your feelings to him!" I spoke as soon as I could while Gibran wasn't gone.

This time it seems like I made it, so I deliberately went back to instigating it. "How can you be sure that your feelings for Jasmine don't clap one hand, you try to make Jasmine jealous."

"Jealous?"

Yup! He caught my bait!

With a doubtful expression as if it was not hearty, I whispered to him. "Why would you pretend to have a crush on me let Jasmine get jealous?"

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...>>>Jasmine POV <<<...

"Gibran did not immediately answer my offer at the time. He just silently looked at me intensely and sharply enough to make my guts squeak."

Tock...

The sound of knocking on the door stopped me from reading the contents of Ruby's diary that I hadn't finished reading.

"Jasmine, can I come in?" Gibran's voice came from outside.

I put Ruby's diary back in the drawer and then I opened the door.

Gibran was standing at the door of my room with a pale face and two puffy eyes and clothes that were almost wet from drizzling.

I said nothing but to open the door wide and step back towards my study table and sit there while Gibran began to step in and sit on the edge of my bed after he closed the door again hermetically.

Gibran did not say anything after that, but I could hear his heavy breathing even though I was not looking at his expression because I was sitting behind him.

The fact that Gibran loved me once was like he couldn't change anything that's going on between us now.

"Jasmine..." Gibran called me slowly, his trembling voice made my heart ache until my tears began to pool in my eyes.

Gibran's cry started to sound but I knew he was trying hard to hold it in.

"A-ayo we're divorced..."

My tears trickled after hearing him say that sentence.

From the beginning I told her if I wanted to divorce her, my heart was already broken at that moment but I didn't expect that my heart would be broken now.

My tears are dripping, I can't hide my crying anymore.

I cried sobbing at my study desk as well as with her. Our cries filled my narrow room.

Pain, it's suffocating...

"May I hug you Jasmine?" Ask Gibran carefully while touching my shoulder.

I raised my head, looked at her with a face full of tears and then I woke up.

We hugged very tightly, with trembling bodies, and sobbing cries.

What is wrong with our relationship? Why can't we ever meet that happiness?

With a heavy and scarred heart, we let go of each other's embrace.

Gibran was still holding both of my arms, trying to smile while looking at me with pain and pain.

"I hope that time will heal you" Gibran said with tears returning, leaving him without wiping him and peeping at the top of my head feeling. "I love you, Jasmine." whispered softly which could only make my cries break even more.

After that, Gibran moved away... I saw him step out of his bag and go back to packing his clothes that he had tidied himself and he put them in my closet right next to mine.

My heart seemed to be slashed to see him put one by one his clothes in his bag.

"I'm leaving, Jasmine... But not to let go of my feelings for you, I left just so you could find your happiness again" Gibran said, saying goodbye to me.

With heavy steps, he took his bag out of my room.

In the end, we were not meant to be together...

In the end, I lost you again...

And my heart is broken again but this time it seems like I have also broken your heart.

How can this love torture us so much?

Me and you, why can't we just hurt each other, Gibran?

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...>>> Gibran POV <<<...

The sound of Jasmine's cry sounded so poignant. I can't turn around even though I'm half dead wanting to.

I couldn't be more selfish by constantly forcing her to accept me.

I might never deserve that apology from you, Jasmine...

But my heart always regretted everything, every step I took when I left you was like a torture, maybe it was a punishment for me that always hurt you intentionally because of my stupidity, because of my selfishness...

"Mas Gibran..." Grandma Jasmine's voice stopped my steps. He stepped up to me while holding Aurora in his arms.

I quickly wiped my tears and tried to smile in front of my little daughter who was always staring at me with a twinkle.

"Maybe you guys do need some time to rearrange everything." said Grandma Jasmine as she touched my face and smiled warmly at me even though I could see her tears held in her eyes.

"Mr... I'm gonna take Jasmine and Rora."

I couldn't stand it anymore, I was afraid that the selfishness I had desperately killed was finally back growing because I really didn't want to leave.

I want to stay here with my wife and son.

I want to be with you forever, Jasmine...

But I don't know how to stop hurting you, I really don't know...

So I can only go and hope that you will look at me warmly when we meet again.

If only the universe would allow me to have you again...

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