Oh My Jasson
Hardly recognize

The car that Jasson drove stopped in front of a minimalist house that has all white paint, only the chimney in the house that has a different color, namely the color of brick. The house Kimmy believes is Alea's house which is currently Jasson's destination, no matter what her husband will do there, until now Kimmy still can not know.

Jasson's hand managed to open the door of his car, he was about to go down, but was downplayed when he still saw Kimmy was silent in place without changing position or opening the seat belt hook that was still wrapped around his body.

"Why silence? comeondown!" Jasson's orders made Kimmy raise his head and turn towards him, then shake him slowly. "I'll just wait here!" reject it.

"Come down, Alea is alone, I don't want you to think anything" Jasson said without looking at Kimmy. The woman who had become his wife was momentarily silent, why could Jasson think like that? he thought followed with a slightly wrinkled forehead.

"You forgot the deal you made yourself?" Kimmy's words made Jasson turn her gaze toward the woman.

"I'll never sue or forbid you from going out with anyone, so why are you afraid that I'm thinking things out?"  he continued, their two eyes clashed with each other with meaningful eyes. Jasson ended the view and got out of the car immediately.

Kimmy notices Jasson who she thinks is going to enter Alea's house, but her mind is wrong. Her husband opened the door of the car where she was sitting and forced her to get down from there.

Kimmy had no choice but to obey her husband's orders. Although in fact, the biggest reason that makes him not want to go down and go in there is because he does not want to see Jasson's closeness with Alea.

Kimmy and Jasson went hand in hand, their steps stopping right in front of a wooden door that had unique carvings and white dominated with the paint color of his house. Jasson bent his fingers and began to knock on the door with his back.

Until the third beat, Alea's voice sounded from within. Shortly after, the door opened. A smile grinned Alea's face as the person she was waiting for had come, but the smile disappeared when she saw Kimmy was also coming along with the man she loved.

"Good day, Miss Alea." Kimmy reviewed the smile from her thin lips, as her gaze met for quite a while with the homeowner who had not allowed her to enter.

"Just, Miss Kimmy." Alea's face suddenly turned sour, he turned his gaze back towards Jasson.

"Let's go in."  Alea opened the door wider, walked up to the couple to guide and let him sit on the sofa in the living room that has a size that is not too wide.

"Why did Jasson take Miss Kimmy?" Alea looked at Kimmy who had just been sitting on her body, both corners of her lips pulled up forcefully as Kimmy smiled at her.

"Where's the file?" asked Jasson who was coming to land her body sitting next to Kimmy, the man was sitting opposite each other right in front of Alea.

"This is the file." Alea picked up a few piles of files that he had prepared earlier on the table which was now the barrier between him and Jasson.

Jasson took the file and started to go page by page. "I'm sorry, I've been troubling you for this impromptu job."

"It's okay, Jasson."

"Where is Uncle Kin, Miss Alea? don't you live with him?" The question came from Kimmy's mouth after the woman had been watching Alea's building for a long time.

"My father died two years ago, Miss Kimmy. So now I live with my sister."

"Sorry, I don't know that Uncle Kin is dead. I'm so sorry, " said Kimmy, the woman felt so bad for Alea.

"It's okay, Miss Kimmy."

Alea told Jasson and Kimmy to go to the kitchen. Kimmy rested her back on the back of the sofa as her eyes glanced at the file her husband was holding, for quite a while he observed the small writings that were scratched faintly on the paper he was currently observing. However, Kimmy suddenly turned his gaze in any direction when Jasson realized that he was being noticed.

"Na-na-na ...." Kimmy tapped his kneecap with his fingers, pretending to sing. But Jasson still did not heed the view from his direction.

"Why is Jasson still looking at me."

Jasson suddenly gave the file he was holding to Kimmy and turned his gaze forward. "If you want to see the contents say! Don't secretly observe."

"Who is watching!" refute Kimmy. "I don't want to see it." Kimmy returned the file to the owner.

Alea is seen coming out of the kitchen carrying a tray of orange juice and coffee, and then putting it on the table right in front of Kimmy and Jasson.

"Miss Kimmy, please drink."

"Thank you, Miss Alea."

"Jasson drink first, I make you your favorite Turkish coffee."

Kimmy's tail immediately caught a smile on Jasson's lips as a thank-you note was made to Alea, a smile that Kimmy had never gotten from her husband all this time, the woman felt so envious.

Kimmy tried to shift her painful gaze by gulping down the orange juice Alea had just made for her.

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"What do you think?" ask Alea to Jasson.

"I'm interested, when can we have a meeting with Mario?" ask Jasson.

"Did you have time today? if you have time, we can meet him right now. Because Mario's back in America tomorrow and he'll be here in two months."

"Will he have a meeting and talk about business on Sunday?" ask Jasson.

"He actually offered to meet now, Mario was your schoolmate first, so surely your chat later will not be too formal as chat with clients in general, so,  we all enjoy coffee at our favorite cafe."

"Alright, then, you call Mario we're meeting now."

Alea got up from her seat and immediately picked up her phone left in the room to contact a client who would be Jasson's business partner, but this time the client was Jasson's friend in elementary school. Jasson himself forgot how his friend's face, because he had not met Mario since the man decided to move to school in America after elementary school.

"You don't mind coming with me for a second?" jasson asked Kimmy, who was conscious, but remained silent.

"No, I don't mind. But if your job is so important, I'll just take a taxi home, I won't bother you."

"It's okay, you come with me."

"All right."

***

Kimmy, Jasson and Alea are in the car traveling to the cafe where Mario will meet.

Alea was seen sitting in the front seat, right next to Jasson, because Kimmy had forced the woman to the front. Kimmy prefers to sit in the back seat knowing that Alea needs more communication with Jasson, about work.

While it is undeniable that Kimmy is actually hurt every time she sees Alea's closeness with her husband.

"Jasson loves turkish coffee, he and Miss Alea are really very close, even have a favorite cafe." Just because of a coffee, why would Kimmy's heart hurt like this? Kimmy looked at the street with a bitter smile, not realizing that a pair of eyes had been watching him from behind the rearview mirror.

***

At the cafe,

Alea, Jasson, and also Kimmy walked in together to get in there. When the doorman opened the door for them, a man whom Jasson and Alea believed to be Mario was waving at him.

"That looks like Mario" Alea told Jasson.

"Yes, it looks like it's him."

"Jasson, I want to go to the toilet" said Kimmy, who couldn't help but urinate.

"Hurry now!"

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Alea walks ahead of Jasson to guide him to the very end of the table on his own, approaching the man he believes is Mario.

The handsome, well-built man with brown glasses wrapped in his two gray maniacs, was now standing and smiling towards them.

"What are you, Mr Mario?" aela asked as she extended her palm to the man, waiting for his hand.

"Yes, I'm Mario." Mario immediately shook Alea's hand.

"I'm Alea, I'm Mr. Jasson's personal secretary. And the one who's been communicating with you and your secretary is me" Alea said.

"Oh, you're Miss Alea. And this is Jasson?" Mario took turns shaking Jasson's hand.

"Yes I'm Jasson. You really are Mario my old schoolmate?" Jasson made sure to go back, he watched the face of the man he felt was very foreign.

"Yes, Jasson. Have you forgotten me?" ask Mario. "In one class, I was the only one with long hair, I used to be punished with you for teasing your twin brothers so often."

Jasson frowned, his memories instantly recollecting.

"Gosh, you're that Mario? yeah, I just recognized you. Sorry, I completely forgot our old SD friends, your appearance really changed a lot. I barely even recognize your face." Jasson laughed interspersed with a reciprocated pat on Mario's shoulder.

"Haha, is that how bad I used to be?"

"Not bad, just a little ruined." They laugh at each other.

"Sorry, Mario. I'm just kidding."

"No problem, let's sit down."

Mario immediately stopped his intention to sit down, when his attention was turned toward Kimmy who had just returned from the toilet.

"Kimmy?" hello Mario suddenly, he opened his glasses to show his two silver-colored beads.

Kimmy's forehead wrinkled, feeling puzzled, why the man before her was currently recognizing her. Still not answering, he just kept quiet and looked at Mario with question marks. Jasson also realized that his wife used to also have a class with him and also Mario during the 4th grade of elementary school.

"You're Kimmy, right?" Mario said back, making sure.

"Yes, who are you?" kimmy asked increasingly confused with the man he felt was foreign.

"I'm Mario, we used to be one class back in elementary school, do you remember me?"

"Mario?" kimmy's forehead wrinkled.

"Oh, you ...."

"Do you remember me?" ask Mario.

"Yes, I remember" he replied with a smile.

"You how are you?"

"I'm so good, how about you?"

"Same news, I'm also very good, where are you now working?" ask Mario.

"I now work in a hospital close to the motorway" Kimmy replied.

"You're a doctor?" mario asked, the man's eyes glimmered in admiration.

Kimmy nodded his head with a smile. "Yes, just a general practitioner. But, it's likely that next year I'll continue my education to become a specialist."

"Well, great," praise Mario. "You've changed now, you look so beautiful." Mario is constantly watching Kimmy and throws so many compliments at the woman.

"Jeez, Mario praises me pretty." Kimmy smiled with a red face, but her smile shrank as she accidentally saw Jasson looking at her with a cold and creepy look.

"All women are beautiful" replied Kimmy. His face looked flat, not daring to comment on the slightest smile in front of the man, even he did not dare to look at Jasson who was still looking at him with a cold gaze.

"When I remember, in the classroom you were the smallest and most snotty." Mario laughed considering Kimmy as a child, even his laughter sounded very irritating.

"It's so rude of him to praise and then say to me, what does that mean? looking for me because of me!" kimmy. His brows furrowed in signifying the woman was really upset.

"Are you married to Kimmy?" asked Mario then for a moment did not get a reply to his words.

"It's over!" timpal Jasson suddenly. "Kimmy is married to me" he said.

"Kimmy your wife?" marrio asked, the man was so gasp, because he did not know that Jasson was married. Moreover, the woman who became Jasson's wife was the woman he turned out to know as well.

Jasson nodded his head, then the man said, "Don't forget his like and vote support, yes."