femme forte | min yoongi

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"I, min yoongi, take you, kang jihyun, the most beautiful woman, to be my wife, to have and to hold, from this day forward, for better, for worse, for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and and cherish always." 

he held my hand tightly, without looking at me but I could see the smile plastered on his face. "and I, kang jihyun, take you, min yoongi, the most beautiful man, to be my husband, to have and to hold, from this day forward, for better, for worse, for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and cherish always. and not only that, to give my all to him, comfort and support, until the day I die." 

then, we both turned to face each other while a little girl wearing a rose gold dress, holding a tray with our wedding rings rested on it. "thank you," I whispered to her. yoongi took my ring and inserted in my finger in the most gentle way and then I inserted his ring into his finger. 

"groom, you may kiss the bride." 

I could feel my heart beating so loud against my chest, even though it wasn't our first kiss, still having everyone watching us felt like a kiss at heaven. the moment he leaned closer with his hands around my waist; it felt as though I was on top of the world. 

and when our lips touched, I felt like I was out of reach from the ground as though I have wings to make me fly and I couldn't hear anything on my surrounding except for my beating heart. I couldn't help but to smile in between our kiss. "I love you," he whispered. 

I swallowed my tears while looking at the woman in front of me. "why?" we looked into each other with our eyes filled sorrow. "why do you have to end your life like this?" I went closer again until I was able to hold her hand even if she was standing behind the rail. "why do you have to be weak for a man like him?" 

"I don't deserve—" 

"WHY DO YOU HAVE TO BE WEAK BECAUSE OF HIM? WHEN HE SHOULD BE THE ONE BEGGING DOWN ON HIS KNEES." I took a deep breath as I held her hand tighter, "WHY THE FUCK ARE YOU CRYING AND ENDING YOURSELF LIKE THIS WHEN HE'S SMILING WITH A GODDAMN WOMAN? YOU FUCKING DESERVE BETTER!" 

"I love you." 

"there is no need for you to end it here. get the back up and raise your child! GET BACK UP AND RAISE YOUR CHILD!" I pulled her hand when she was about to cry harder, "BE THE WOMAN HE REGRETTED LEAVING!" I went more closer and hugged her, "because we deserve better."

I felt suffocating when I heard him tell me that he was back wit his ex girlfriend. I knew that there was something off behind him, every each day he walked inside the house, he made me feel like I was far from him already. 

as if we were playing a romance drama on two different channel, but it took me awhile to speak up about his drama that affected me and I started to play a melodrama with full of angst. 

I let the woman cried on my shoulder and waited for her to calm down. my hand rested on her hair as I gently caressed her and kept telling her that she deserved better. I saw myself in her eyes when she cried. I saw myself when her world was crumpling like a piece of paper. 

a couple of minute after, she finally calmed down and everyone started to walked away from the site. she climbed over the rail and hugged me tighter, "thank you," she whispered, "thank you for telling me that I deserve better." 

"everyone in this world deserve better, except for abusers, shitheads and cheaters." I was surprised that the taxi driver was still waiting for me. I looked at him while he was standing still with his hands in his pocket. "should I take both of you somewhere? alcohol stall perhaps?" 

he smiled weakly when I finally turned to look at him. he helped the woman get inside the car, "thank you," I said to him, which he just smiled and said nothing before he got inside his car and started the ignition to drive. 

I sat close to the woman, holding her hand tightly, just like how yoongi held me during our wedding. comforting and and assuring—she rested her head on my shoulder, while she still let her tears fall as if there is no tomorrow. 

"a man is not a man if they keep on making you cry," I swallowed my tears while I rubbed my thumb on her hand to calm her, "stand up and raise your child, make him beg on his knees continuously."

and a melodrama would be better if there is some kind of revenge. "you must've been in my situation before," she said breathlessly, causing a tear slipped on my cheek. I touched my stomach as I remembered what happened at the restaurant. "you're a strong woman..."

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okay, wow. this update is shitty. 
but anyway, i hope you guys enjoyed :( I will try to update a better chapter! 
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