Oh My Jasson
Don't laugh at me!

Four months have now passed, Kimmy and Jesson's household goes on as before, not a single change from Jasson's nature and his treatment of Kimmy. However, despite that, Kimmy was used to accept the cold attitude of her husband. What she still cannot accept is the friendship between her husband and Alea who is so close. Every time he saw the woman's closeness with Jasson, his heart felt stabbed by a rusty dagger, he always felt isolated, even in his own home.

As of this afternoon, Kimmy was seen just getting home from the hospital and being picked up by his personal driver, the painful sight returned when she found her husband and Alea sitting together in front of the yard. Kimmy knew they were discussing work, but somehow her heart still hurt every time she saw Jasson's closeness with another woman, a closeness that she had never gotten from her husband. Isn't this commonplace? thought.

Kimmy walked in with shaky steps, shoes he wore alternately hit the marble floor of the courtyard of the house to create a sound that distracts Alea and Jasson towards him.

"Miss Kimmy, you're home from work" Alea said with a smile. Kimmy stopped her footsteps right in front of them.

"Yes, Miss Alea. I just got home." Kimmy reviewed her smile with a hint of coercion, hiding her feelings that seemed to be torn apart by an obscure jealousy of direction.

"Are you always delivered by the driver every time you work, Miss Kimmy?" ask Alea.

Kimmy nodded her head in response. "Yes, Miss Alea."

"Jasson, have you never taken Miss Kimmy to work?" Alea suddenly turned her question to Jasson, for some reason Alea's question sounded like it was on purpose. Jasson did not immediately answer the question of the secretary as well as his friend, for four months more he married Kimmy, he did not at all take his wife to go to work.

Jasson stared at Kimmy who was still standing before him, their gazes meeting long and deep enough. "I don't have time to drop her off or pick her up" she replied without turning her eyes to Kimmy. "There's a driver who always picks him up."

"Gosh, Jasson. You always take me to work, but your own wife you let go and go home to work alone, you're how!" .

"The hospital where Kimmy works and the office is very far and different directions. This is his will, after all."

"This is my wish, Miss Alea. I don't want to bother Jasson, though" Kimmy said. Both of his eyes seemed to be coated with a thin liquid that was ready to be piqued. The pain she received this time was not because she was never picked up by Jasson to go to work, but because she gasped when she heard the statement that her husband had always taken Alea to work.

"I'm sorry to go inside." Kimmy smiled and passed away leaving the two of them there. Both eyes Jasson still follow the motion of his wife's body which now his shadow has disappeared into the house.

"Alea, I don't like you talking like that!" jasson said after turning his gaze towards the woman sitting beside him.

"What am I talking about?"

"You said I always picked you up. That's not true!" jasson.

"But it's true, you don't always pick me up."

"I'll drop you off if there's only urgent work and meet with clients outside the office. I'm just doing it because you're my friend, you don't have transportation, I don't want to just because you're late I lost my client's trust!"

Alea was flabbergasted to hear what Jasson had just said. Why is Jasson so quick on this? the woman's mouth did not budge at all to attack the boss and his friend.

"Bring this file, I'll sign it at the office. Now go home." Jasson gave the files he held to Alea.

"You're angry with me?" ask Alea.

"No, I'm just tired and I don't have a taste for work. Go home now, I'll book you a taxi!"  Jasson stood up and walked into the house leaving Alea still in the same spot.

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Kimmy was seen leaning his back behind the door of the room that he deliberately closed tightly, his eyes closed and followed by tears that he was no longer able to hold.

"Miss Alea is often picked up by Jasson."

"Yes, God. Why does my heart feel this pain." Kimmy held onto his chest, feeling his heartbeat slow down, as well as his breathing. The woman still felt the extreme tightness. Some people who are lucky because of love may never be able to feel that falling in love alone is really painful, as Kimmy currently feels. Want to express his feelings was also useless, because Kimmy already knew that Jasson did not have the same feelings as him.

The movement of the door leaf that moves repeatedly, making Kimmy immediately wipe the tears using his two thumbs, before he finally opened the door of the room.

Jasson is seen standing when Kimmy has fully opened the door of the room, a warm smile that covers Kimmy's lips now begins to greet him.

"What's wrong?" ask Kimmy. Jasson was just silent, he noticed around Kimmy's eyes that looked still wet to make the woman immediately shy away from his sight.

"Have you had lunch? if I haven't ordered any food."

"So I've had lunch, don't you want me to feel it?" ask Kimmy. "I've been able to learn a little bit of cooking from Merry's mama" he continued, smiling.

"No, I know you must be tired. Later tonight just make me food."

"All right then."

"Aunt doctor ...." Elga's voice was heard shouting from outside. Kimmy who heard it immediately rushed out through Jasson's body to meet the little girl, and Jasson followed him from behind.

"Religion darling ...."

"Doctor's aunt, arrest me .. arrest me ...."  Elga is seen running in uniform and also a small backpack that is still attached to her tiny body, she looks just home from school and delivered by the driver. Kimmy stretched out both hands, and then he showered so many kisses on Elga's head and face, just after the girl's tiny body was immersed in her arms.

"The pretty boy is home from school. Let's go inside the room, Auntie will help change your clothes." Kimmy carried Elga's body and was about to take her niece into the room, but her steps were suddenly stopped by Jasson.

"Find Elga, let her carry me." Jasson takes Elga's body from Kimmy's hands and takes her niece into the room.

*

Three weeks ago Alana gave birth to a baby boy named Bryen Moen. The baby was very cute and adorable very similar to Elga when she was a baby, both have round cheeks.

The presence of her second child, making Alana must be smart to divide the time for her eldest daughter so as not to be jealous and lack of affection.

And every weekend, like today, Alana always leaves Elga to Kimmy and Jasson, according to the wishes of her daughter who wants to stay at her aunt and uncle's house. Kimmy was happy, the presence of Elga in his house always added to the woman's cheer. Sometimes, too, make the motherly soul appear by itself.

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"Uncle, let's play." That afternoon Elga approached Jasson who was seen sitting on a bed with reading books in both hands. A box containing Kimmy's make-up equipment, he brought it near his uncle.

"Uncle is reading, dear. You play with auntie, yeah."

"The doctor's aunt is in the shower."

"Wait for aunt to finish the bath, Uncle wants to finish Uncle's reading book," said Jasson as he rubbed his nephew's cheek so he could understand his busy life.

"Uncle can read the book later, Elga wants to play with Uncle now." Elga smothered her tiny lips, upset at Jasson's rejection.

Jasson snorted, he closed the book and put it on the nightstand, having no choice but to obey the invitation of his nephew. "All right, let's play. What do you want to play, honey?"

"We play make-up." Elga showed the make-up box to Jasson, with a very distinctive smile.

"Uncle can't do makeup, honey," Jasson said.

"But Elga can." Elga excitedly took out one of the brushes in the box and showed it to Jasson.

"Can put on Uncle's face."

"Uncle does not want!" push Jasson blatantly.

"Why won't Uncle?"

"Color Uncle Man can't play this. Uncle won't!"

"But daddy wants to play make-up with me."

"Daddy want you to make up?" jasson asked in surprise.

Elga nodded her head. "Yes, Elga always plays make-up with daddy. If daddy didn't want to mami would scold him while glaring at his eyes like this," he replied very innocently while mimicking how Alana scolded Ken.

"It's just worth it."

"Come, Uncle." Elga tries to reach out to Jasson's face, but the man rejects her.

"Uncle doesn't want to, Elga."

"But daddy always wants to, come on, Uncle."

"But I'm not your daddy, son. Why are you so annoying!"

Kimmy is seen just coming out of the bathroom, so Jasson has a chance to divert the request desired by Elga to his wife.

"The doctor's aunt has finished her bath, you just play with the doctor's aunt" Jasson said.

"No way!"

"What's up, Jasson." Kimmy walked over to her husband and niece on the bed.

"Auntie I want to put on Uncle's face, but Uncle won't," whined Elga.

"Jasson, why don't you?" exclaim Kimmy.

"You're still asking why?" Jasson glared both eyes at Kimmy making the woman shudder in fear.

"Aunt ...." Elga complained with her eyes so sad, the little girl almost cried because her desire was not obeyed.

"Jasson, please let Elga do your makeup, just play make-up. I'll help you clean it up later" Kimmy persuaded. The woman really did not have the heart to see the little boy cry, moreover the one who cried was the nephew she loved so much.

"You—"

"Jasson ...." Kimmy called out that name expectantly. Jasson seemed to have no other choice to refuse, until finally the man was forced to allow his nephew to dirty his face with make-up tools that he felt very laughable.

***

"Darling, you should have put this lipstick on for Uncle Jasson" Kimmy said after noticing Elga almost done putting on her uncle's face.

"How do I pronounce it, Bi?" asked Elga while tilting her head.

"Aunty show me how." Kimmy opened the lipstick and approached Jasson's lips.

"You don't follow!" Jasson glared at Kimmy threateningly.

"I just want to help Elga make her makeup perfect."

"Kimmy!" Jasson gave a warning when he felt the lipstick polish from Kimmy's hand had touched his lips.

"Just a little, just shut up" Kimmy said.

"You—"

"Feel this, feel it." Kimmy furiously rubbed the lipstick on Jasson's lips, her face flushed red as she tried to hold back a laugh when she saw the thick makeup graffiti from Elga's hands meet her husband's cold face.

"So you dare laugh!" jasson Ancam.

"No, who's laughing" he argued.

"Kimmy, don't laugh. You're gonna lose your life, "his mind's still trying to hold back the laughter.

"It's done" Kimmy said as he put the lipstick back in place.

"Well, Uncle is beautiful ...." Elga pinched both of Jasson's cheeks with great satisfaction at her makeup. But Jasson just stood still and fused his eyebrows together, not giving any response at all.

It made Kimmy could not help but laugh again when she saw the expression on her husband's face that looked so persecuted by Elga's wishes, until finally the woman's laughter came off and broke the entire room.

"Uncle Jasson, you're beautiful." Kimmy mimicked Elga's speaking style until she laughed.

"He dared to laugh at me!" jasson felt a little annoyed, the cold gaze he gave to Kimmy did not scare him at all, instead making the woman laugh even more to let out tears.

However, Jasson's annoyance instantly disappeared when his two eyes had been incessantly watching Kimmy who was still endlessly laughing at him, it felt like he had never seen the woman laugh for a long time.

Kimmy's laughter seemed contagious, making the man also want to laugh, but as much as possible Jasson held him back. He prefers to pull both corners of his lips up to form a thin smile without Kimmy's eyes.

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