Oh My Jasson

Oh My Jasson
You're not okay!


Jasson was silent for a moment. Then, his eyes turned to look at Kimmy with a cold gaze, to make his wife afraid when she saw him.


"I-I didn't teach her" said Kimmy, fearing the cold stares still streaming from her husband's two beads.


Jasson was not able to look at Kimmy to create an atmosphere between them increasingly frozen, he suddenly brought his face closer to Kimmy when he heard the voice of Elga who still did not stop cheering him.


The distance between them grew closer, making Kimmy's eyes perfectly rounded. This is not true, Kimmy can already see clearly the parts of Jasson's face, but Kimmy's eyes are only centered on her husband's lips that are not too thick.


I swear by anything, Kimmy's heart wanted to stop to pump his blood flow, making the woman's face paled and her mouth difficult to open to say.


"Come, Uncle. Kiss Auntie, let Auntie get some sleep." Elga's voice resounded forcing. Jasson glanced at Elga, he widened his palm and closed both of his nephew's eyes and began to continue his almost delayed intention.


Kimmy took a strong bite on the inside of her lower lip, closing her eyes when she found out Jasson's face was getting closer, but it wasn't for kissing the woman.


"Sleep, good night." Jasson whispered softly as her lips were already closing in on Kimmy's earlobe, followed by warm steam being thrown out of her mouth to make the woman feel amused. Kimmy's eyes opened, and he found Jasson away from his body.


"Geez, what are you thinking, Kimmy?" Kimmy shy not kepalang, he thought Jasson would obey Elga's request to kiss him, but not so.


"Uncle kissed Auntie?" Elga asked after Jasson distanced the palm that had originally covered both of her eyes.


"Here you go, let's go to sleep." Jasson slid her body beside Elga. The two tiny hands of Elga competing each other grabbed the hands of each uncle and aunt for him to immerse in his tiny body. Kimmy's hand first managed to dart on Elga's body, but not with Jasson who suddenly pulled back his hand when it almost overstretched his wife's hand.


"Uncle, let's hug me like mommy and daddy." Elga tried to take back her uncle's hand, but to no avail.


"Let the doctor's aunt hold you, go to bed!" jasson's orders.


"No want! Elga also wants to be hugged by Uncle." Elga's voice whining and filled with her strong love, made Jasson want to blow her head off. He clucked, annoyed at the request of his nephew who he felt was there, indeed his request was simple, but this was really difficult for him to do.


"Uncle ..." Elga put on a clear face, her eyes sluggish sleepy.


"Lga, let's go to bed, baby" ordered Kimmy.


"But, Bi. Elga-"


"If you don't sleep now, Auntie will return you to Aunt Jesslyn's room! You want Auntie to return it to Aunt Jesslyn's room?" he then gave a little threat.


"No way."


"Therefore, you should sleep now and should not ask uncle for anything" Kimmy said.


"Well, Elga's going to sleep now." Kimmy's threat instantly made Elga comply, the little girl immediately closed her eyes and forgot her desire to ask for a hug from Jasson. Kimmy clenched tightly onto Elga's body, giving a kiss on her forehead followed by her eyes closed.


Both of Jasson's eyes were still awake, he alternately stared fixedly at the two women who were currently asleep beside him. But the longest gaze he looked at Kimmy, before he had never seen his wife's face this close, the woman looked beautiful while asleep, but Jasson denied it.


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The next day, the sun seems to have risen to the contest, the light infiltrated the window of the room whose curtains seemed partially exposed, Kimmy's eyes blinked at the glare, feeling lazy to get up from a place that has made his body comfortable. Last night he fell asleep so fast that he forgot what he had dreamed of. Kimmy opened her eyelids wide, so that her eyes were now perfectly open, she sat up and tried to flex her stiff muscles.


His eyes swept across the room, finding no one but himself still on the bed. "Where are Elga and Jasson?" Kimmy got out of bed, but she suddenly complained of pain when something hurt her foot that had just been treading on the floor.


Glass fragments from the frame of the pigora hurt him, blood was seen flowing and imprinted among the glass fragments scattered on the marble floor.  Kimmy immediately distanced her legs, the woman was about to check how severe the wound was, but his intention was unraveled when he was surprised to find that the glass fragments came from the frame pigora photo of Jasson and Alea that he had seen last night. Kimmy chose to ignore his injuries.


"Geez, why would a picture of Jasson and Miss Alea fall like this?" Kimmy sat crouching, the woman panicked because she was afraid that if accused of tampering with her, she wanted to pick up a photo with her shapeless frame. But the open door of the room stopped his activity, Kimmy's attention was diverted in that direction.


Both of the women's eyes were rounded as she watched Jasson walk into the room. She got the same look from her husband.


"Ja-jasson ..." Kimmy stood up, holding a wet wound on the soles of her feet so she could stand straight in front of her husband.


"Jasson, I didn't ruin your picture with Miss Alea, I woke up and saw that this frame of pigora had broken." Jasson's forehead crinkled in surprise when she heard what Kimmy had said all of a sudden. Wanting to say the words of his wife, but Bi Molley who went into the room undo it.


"Sir, where should Aunt clean up?" bi Molley asked, his hands both holding brooms and dustpan.


"That's, Bi."


Bi Molley followed the direction Jasson's index finger was pointing. "Please clean up those pigora shards!" later orders.


"Would this photo be moved in the frame of the new pigora, sir?" bi Molley asked for a moment while crouching and was about to pick up the broken frame.


"No, just throw it away, Bi. I don't like to keep broken things." Jasson's orders led Bi Molley to perform his duties immediately.


Jasson was about to turn around and leave the room, but Kimmy swung her hand quickly to hold the man back from leaving.


"Jasson, I didn't drop this pigora. I didn't touch your stuff at all, when I woke up the pigora was already in this state. I really didn't drop it." Kimmy is still trying to convince her husband, because he is afraid that Jasson thinks that he dropped the pigora because he does not like the photo, especially Jasson really does not like if his things are touched by him.


"Jasson please believe me, I swear I didn't break the frame of your photo pigora with Miss Alea. I didn't touch your stuff at all."


"Who is accusing you of damaging the pigora?" ask Jasson. "Elga had accidentally nudged him, that's why the pigora had fallen" he continued. Kimmy's heart immediately became relieved, because all he was afraid of was Jasson blaming himself.


"Oh, Elga dropped it?"


"Hurry down and have breakfast, mama and papa are waiting for us. After breakfast we go home!" jasson. Kimmy nodded her head in response. Jasson was about to resume his steps to pass away from there. But a little bloodstain that littered the floor immediately seized his attention.


"Who's blood is this?" Jasson watched closely the blood-stained floor that was still wet. It was a new wound, he thought.


"Bi Molley, is Auntie hurt?" ask her to the woman who was over fifty years old.


"No, Sir."


Bi Molley's reply instantly turned Jasson's gaze toward Kimmy, his wife now seen bending her gaze down.


"Are you hurt?" tanyanya then approached.


"Ehm, the soles of my feet just accidentally stepped on a little bit of pygmy glass."


Not much to say, Jasson pulled Kimmy's hand and told his wife to sit on the edge of the bed.


"Jasson, the wound's not bad, I'm fine." Kimmy tried to dodge as Jasson sat crouched down before him and was about to hold the sole of his injured leg. But the man did not understand Kimmy's rejection, he still checked the wound on the soles of his wife's feet.


The soles of the feet looked a little torn, but blood was still pouring profusely from the origin of the wound. Almost invisible pieces of glass are still stuck there. Fortunately Jasson's eyes were observant, so his hands moved quickly to pull the glass shard that penetrated the skin of his wife's soles.


"Aww ..." Kimmy squealed in pain as the glass fragments managed to throw Jasson away.


"What hurts?" ask Jasson.


"Of course it hurts!" exclaim Kimmy.


"If it hurts, you're not okay! You're a doctor but you're stupid!"


Jasson stood up and approached a nightstand not far from his reach, taken a medicine box from the nightstand drawer he had just opened, before that, he went back to Kimmy and sat down to sit down in front of the woman.


"Jasson, I can treat my own wounds" Kimmy refused to try to shake Jasson's hand.


"Shut up!" snapped Jasson.


"Sir, let Auntie treat Miss Kimmy's wounds." Bi Molley volunteered, but Jasson refused.


"It's not necessary, Bi. Aunt just continue with Aunt's work." Jasson begins to treat Kimmy's legs, but the woman feels bad, she really does not want to trouble her husband.


"Jasson, I'm a doctor, I can treat my own wounds."


"Shut up or your mouth is what I'm about to sacrifice!" threaten him with emphasis. Kimmy immediately fell silent and did not dare to speak, she let her husband treat his wounds that were not as severe.


Kimmy unceasingly watched Jasson who was still busy treating her wounds, her gaze turned sad until both eyes seemed flooded by the clear liquid, her chest felt tight as chaos seemed to tear her heart apart.


"Jasson." Kimmy said that name in his heart.


The man's name has never changed and has always resided in his heart up to this moment, but I don't know if someday.


"It." Jasson raised his face after finishing the short treatment, looking towards Kimmy, the, but the woman suddenly turned her eyes in any direction so that Jasson did not see that he almost cried because he was too heartless when he noticed her.


In fact, the man had seen Kimmy's tears that almost fell, until the wrinkles on his forehead scratched with question marks.


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