Oh My Jasson
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Since that day, in the last few days, Jasson has been taking Kimmy to work. Although the distance of his wife's workplace was far enough from his home and office, it did not make the man complain.

Not only going to work, but every time Kimmy traveled, Jasson always drove him wherever his wife went. This slightly made Kimmy astonished at the same time not feel good. Kimmy often refused to be delivered by her husband, because he did not want to burden or trouble her. However, it seemed that the woman's rejection was always in vain. Because her forced husband never wanted to hear the rejection or rebuttal of anyone, including himself.

That afternoon, Jasson and Kimmy looked neat in their casual clothes.  Their clothes had also been packed neatly in a gray suitcase shortly after nearly an hour they busied themselves to prepare for the next few days to go on a honeymoon. And before tomorrow they actually leave to leave his country. Papa Louis and mother Kelly told the two of them to spend the night at her house.

"Is there nothing else you want to bring?" Jasson is seen standing in front of the mirror and looking back at Kimmy sitting on the edge of the bed. The man looks busy wrapping a thick sweater on his body, but the reflection of Kimmy's body is still clearly visible in the mirror.

"I don't think so." Kimmy's two eyes scanned around his room, checking that there was nothing forgotten to bring.

"Let's go now." Jasson grabbed the car contact and turned towards Kimmy.

"Let off now?" ask Kimmy in his embarrassment.

"Yes, when are you leaving? at midnight?"

"Ehm ...." Kimmy stood up lazily, and he was about to take the suitcase beside him out of the room. But Jasson's hand grabbed him suddenly.

"Follow with me to my mom's subscription jewelry store first. Mama told me to fix the jewelry." Jasson said without looking at Kimmy. The man walked ahead of Kimmy while groping his booty suitcase.

"All right."

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Kimmy follows Jasson to get in the car. The woman looks for the most comfortable sitting position by leaning her back on the back of the chair. Shortly after, the car they were riding away from home.

Jasson invites Kimmy first to go to Mama Merry's jewelry store to fix some of her jewelry accents that are released.

Upon arrival at the jewelry store, Jasson parked his car next to a row of other customers' cars. He took Kimmy down and went in there, the man's hand was seen carrying a paper bag and immediately headed to one of the employees to give a paper bag containing the jewelry.

While Kimmy, the woman's steps suddenly stopped in front of a window display near the door as a diamond-eyed necklace glowed in both of her silver eye beads.

"It's so pretty ...." Kimmy walked up to the storefront so she could see it more clearly.

"Is there anything we can help you with, miss?" One of the female officers approached Kimmy with a grinning smile. Jasson's attention was also seized to pay attention to his wife who was asking the employee.

"Miss, what's the price for this necklace?" Kimmy pointed at her target necklace using her index finger.

"680million, Miss." Both of Kimmy's eyes were immediately fully rounded when he heard the price of the necklace mentioned by the clerk.

"680million?" Kimmy repeated his nomination. Just a diamond-eyed necklace the size of a fingernail was priced at such a high price? Kimmy could only swallow his saliva dry-dry.

"Alright, thanks. I'm just asking." Kimmy went and walked over to Jasson. The man immediately shifted his eyes.

"Jasson, what's it?" kimmy asked for a moment when he stopped his steps beside Jasson, but his eyes circulated exploring every piece of jewelry displayed in the transparent window glass around him.

"Yet, still waiting for them to observe the damage. Maybe it'll be a little while, you just wait in the car" Jasson ordered.

"Ehm, all right, I'll just wait in the car." Kimmy turned around and walked out of the jewelry store, but her eyes still could not see the first necklace that made her eyes captivated.

Shortly after that, Jasson finally got back into the car with a paper bag that was held in one of his hands.

"What's it?" kimmy asked as he looked at the same paper bag carried by Jasson.

"It ...."

"Why don't you stay mama's jewelry? not to be repaired?"

"Don't ask too many questions!" Jasson started the engine of his car and soon passed away leaving the place.

The glare of the red sunlight that afternoon, made Kimmy have to bother hiding his face so as not to be touched by it. The silence in the car happened long enough, until the sound of a song just played from the car audio by Jasson split the silence between the two of them.

After a long journey, Kimmy and Jasson finally arrive at Louis's papa's house. They were both well received before then were welcome to go inside by Louis as well as Kelly.

***

"Is this your room?" jasson asked shortly after entering Kimmy's room and placed the suitcase he was carrying beside the bed.

"Martroom!" Kimmy pursed her lips, irritated by the question, causing Jasson to take a sharp glance at her.

"This is my room!" continue then.

"Wait here, I'll make you a drink." Kimmy passed out of the room when Jasson said yes.

Jasson's eyes circled around every corner of his wife's room. So many dolls and photos are everywhere. The books also look neatly arranged on the bookshelf which is located side by side with the wardrobe.

"She really likes dolls?" Jasson notices Kimmy's room contents are almost filled with doll collections. He was about to approach the sofa that was in the room, intending to sit there. However, a photo on the desk attracted the attention of the man to undo his intentions.

A childhood portrait of Kimmy now distracts Jasson, the childhood photo of his wife looking adorable by immersing a panda doll in his arms. Jasson's thin smile flashed on his lips. He put the photo back and tried to observe other items around him.

Jasson's hands now opened one by one the drawers attached to the table to see the contents inside, and a diary book he found in the final drawer.

Maybe the diary has been untouched for a long time. Clearly visible from its slightly dusty cover, the diary looks old, he thought.

Because of his curiosity, Jasson was about to read the diary, and just as he was about to open the first page, someone suddenly snatched the diary book roughly from his hands.

"Don't touch my stuff!" Kimmy raised her voice, followed by her two pretty eyebrows that were furrowed with warning. There was a fear on the face of the woman, to make a thin stroke painted on Jasson's forehead. Just a diary book, why did the woman look angry, he thought.

"I just want to see it!" jasson was trying to read Kimmy's face.

"Whoever shall not touch my things, including yourself!" kimmy exclaimed while hiding the diary book behind his back, his voice sounding higher than ever.

"What's in the diary until you get angry like this?" Jasson's question roused Kimmy from her pity.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to be angry. I just don't like anybody touching my stuff. I'm sorry."

Kimmy's words don't make Jasson bully him. He passed by the woman and immediately landed his body to sit on the sofa.

Kimmy breathed out so easily. It felt like the woman's heart was almost out of place, when Jasson was about to open her privacy.

***

"What's this?" Kimmy didn't take it straight away. The woman looked closely at the box, before her hand actually took the box from Jasson's hand.

"Is this your mom's jewelry?" kimmy asked when he didn't get an answer from Jasson. Instead of answering his question, the man instead passed by leaving him to climb up onto the bed.

"Jasson ...."

"Don't ask too many questions, just take it."

Jasson's eyes slipped quietly to see Kimmy still in the same spot, her hands slowly opening the box. His two eyes instantly rounded as the sparkle of diamonds he had seen in the jewelry store shimmered dazzling silver beads.

"The necklace is for you" said Jasson once again. It's not romantic for this guy. Yes, because Jasson can't be romantic. Moreover, he had never been in a relationship with anyone.

"This is for me?" Kimmy turned towards him with an incredulous look.

"Much asking" jasson grumbled.

"Jasson, do you know, this necklace is so expensive? why did you buy it?" Kimmy walked over to Jasson who was suddenly busy playing her phone and not poking at her questions.

"Jasson, I don't want to accept this." Kimmy closed the jewelry box, and extended it back to her husband.

"If you don't throw it away!  Or you can give it to your servant" he replied casually without turning his gaze toward Kimmy in the slightest.

"delayed? don'tdon't. I'd better wear it."

"But this is really for me, right?" Kimmy made sure to come back.

Jasson raised his chin, and nodded his head in response. Kimmy extended his smile deeply and said, "Thank you." Before the end, the woman turned around and walked excitedly toward the mirror attached to one on the dresser.

The woman's smile still puffed up in the mirror reflection, clearly visible as Jasson watched her from above the bed, making her lips smile thinly. There was pleasure in the man's heart.

Kimmy's hand picked up the necklace that appeared inside the jewelry box she had just opened with great caution.

"It's so pretty." Kimmy's smile still didn't go away. The woman began to put the jewelry around her neck. However, Kimmy found it difficult when he wanted to hook the hook from the necklace. Jasson who saw him immediately stood up and walked closer to Kimmy.

"Let me help you."

Jasson pulled Kimmy's body until now facing her. His hand took over the necklace and draped it around Kimmy's neck. He began to be preoccupied with hooking the necklace when Kimmy's hair that felt disturbing he managed to get rid of.

However, Jasson's eyes were busy staring into Kimmy's two eyeballs, making Kimmy become misbehaved. A sudden blaze of fire flashed on both of the woman's cheeks.  Kimmy immediately took his eyes and took a strong bite on his lower lip.

"It." Jasson lifted Kimmy's chin and his gaze pounced back.

"Beautiful ...."

"Thank you" Kimmy said, expanding his smile.

"Not you, but the necklace!" rebut Jasson. Kimmy pursed her lips, and a sense of annoyance and shame surrounded her face.

"The necklace is so pretty" Kimmy praised as the reflection of the necklace she was wearing hung beautifully around her neckline as she faced the mirror.

"Jasson, thank you so much." Kimmy turned her back to face Jasson with a still-influenced smile.

"Thank you only?" Jasson suddenly stepped closer, so as not to blame Kimmy's body to run away from him, to make the woman's body now hit the dresser.

"Then? w-do I have to pay for this?" kimmy asked in a nervous voice.

"Of course ..." he said slowly, but with certainty. The look in Jasson's eyes wavered as Kimmy's thin lips became his highlight.

"Then I give you back the necklace." Kimmy was about to remove the necklace, but Jasson's lightning-fast hand held it.

"I didn't tell you to pay the money." Jasson stretched his face closer, leaving a hint of reproach between them.

"Then?" Kimmy's body trembled violently as Jasson's hands began to decline and touch his waist.

"Jsa-Jasson ...."

Kimmy's eyes were rounded as Jasson planted a brief kiss on her lips all of a sudden.

"Lunas," said Jasson, distancing his body.

"You've kissed me twice!" Kimmy squeezed the clothes worn by Jasson, eager to nudge her, but her soul this time was receptive. There was a new sail that made his heart as if it were showered with thousands of flowers.

Jasson held Kimmy by the hand and held her tightly. "Maybe now you have to get used to this," he said, staring at Kimmy's eyes in turn, before leaving the woman and crawling up the bed. 

Even with Kimmy who immediately followed him with shaky steps and trembled shortly after he was made long enough to peg there.

Kimmy crawled up to the top of the bed. He laid his body beside Jasson, moving here and there to find the most comfortable position, until the waves that occurred on the bed made Jasson who almost closed his eyes feel disturbed.

"Don't move much or I'll do it for the third time!" Jasson said quietly, but full of threats to make Kimmy's body did not dare to move in the slightest.

"Sorry."

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Sorry, yes. For the next week Miss will be slow updates, maybe not routine. Because there are so many jobs in the office and requires Miss to make overtime.

Please understand, yes. But as much as possible Miss will try to update, really.

Thank you ^_^