Oh My Jasson
Always cornered

Jasson's hands flicked Kimmy's hair, momentarily staring fixedly at the face of the woman who was now spouting a red hue around her cheeks, before then, after, he buried back a long kiss on the thin lips of his wife who looked so long.

There was no rejection from Kimmy. The woman actually enjoyed him, especially when Jasson's lips began to explore and his hands began to infiltrate behind the clothes he was still wearing, to raise the heat all over the woman's body.

"Whisper!" jasson exclaimed as small groans escaped from Kimmy's lips. However, Kimmy ignored him, the sound of his moans increasingly split the entire room, creating Jasson's passion growing. Moreover, the touch of Jasson's hand was intentional to make the woman's blood rustle warm all over her body.  The struggle between them again occurred shortly after Jasson and Kimmy each took off their clothes. This time Jasson did it easier than ever.

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The romance that happened between them a few hours ago ended with a long kiss.  Tiredness and relief that was originally bearable, now it has been set up as one. Their breasts expand flat, scrambling oxygen to cover their lungs so that their breathing returns to order as usual.

Jasson's hand pulled out a sheet of blankets to wrap part of her body and Kimmy's. Tired of wasting enough energy, Kimmy and Jasson refused to put their clothes back on. They prefer to rest at that time. However, it is not that easy to rest his body which is still bombarded with remnants of pleasure.

Jasson clenched Kimmy's body, drawing out the woman's face to immerse into the chest of her field whose sweat still did not dry. Kimmy was amused when the fine hairs growing there touched her face so she pulled her face back, and chose to stare at Jasson's face.

Now their views meet each other. The look in their eyes was implied, like there was something they wanted to convey, but the two chose to silence each other.

"Why see me like that? sleep on!" Jasson's voice split the silence between the two of them.

"I'm not sleepy yet." Kimmy replied while shaking his head slowly, but his gaze did not move.

"Why?" Jasson's forehead wrinkled. "Are you sorry?"

"Repent for what?" Kimmy shifted her head slightly so that her gaze could be clearly focused on her husband's face.

"I'm sorry for doing this with me." Both of Jasson's silver eye beads that hit Kimmy's cornea seemed to paralyze the woman. That gaze really weakened him, it could even be said to be quite deadly.

"I love you so much. How can I regret it? I never regretted it."

Kimmy pursed her lips without answering Jasson's question. The two women's eyes were not read to her husband's eyes, until Kimmy's silver bead looked sparkling like a jewel, as a clear liquid seemed to glaze over it.

"Why silence?" Jasson's forehead creased with reprimand. Those words touched him from the daydream.

"No, I have no regrets at all." Kimmy reviewed the smile on her thin lips before she ventured to wrap her hands back around Jasson's body, and drowned her face in the chest of the male field that greeted her body so warmly.

"I'm not sorry, I'm just scared. Afraid that something that pleases my heart today will be gone in the future."

It was very desirable for Kimmy to ask about something that was currently unsettling and stuck in his heart, something like a small thorn stuck in his heart and invisible, only he could feel the pain. It was also about the deal being canceled all of a sudden. However, Kimmy did not have enough guts to express his heart at this time. What's more, Kimmy realized, that Jasson really did not like anyone to demand it excessively, including himself.

Kimmy chose to close his eyes, until the clear liquid was accidentally swept there. He hid his face from Jasson's sight, before later, he actually slept in the man's arms.

***

The next morning, Jasson awoke first because the man's throat was dry, requiring him to get out of bed to go to the kitchen to get water, after a moment he put his pants back on which he had not been able to wear last night.

The glass of water that Jasson had just poured from the pitcher instantly relieved his throat. Jasson put the glass he had empty onto the table. Then the man went back into the room. The hour hand still shows at 05:25. Too early for him to wake up, even more so the sun was still hidden from circulation.

Jasson crawled back up to the bed slowly so as not to wake Kimmy up. Both eyes lingered on Kimmy's face that was sleeping very well, his innocent body was only wrapped with a blanket that looked tangled, making him want to pounce back on his body, the woman, but realize that it is impossible.

Jasson shuffled his body to the edge of the bed. His hand reached for a phone belonging to Kimmy who yesterday he had stored in the drawer of the last nightstand. His two-tailed eyes first glanced at Kimmy with doubtful gazes, ensuring that the woman would not wake up for a while, before then, he activated the phone because of his curiosity since yesterday.

When it felt safe, and Kimmy was still sound in his sleep, Jasson immediately pressed the power button located on the side of the phone.  Until now, his face was illuminated by blue light, when the phone was lit brightly and showed a photo of Kimmy who greeted him with a cheerful smile review as a wallpaper decorating the phone.

This is the first time after marriage that Jasson has Kimmy's cell phone. Jasson's hand was about to venture into the photo gallery. However, his intention was reduced when there were several incoming message notifications in a row filled the phone.

Jasson's eyes glanced back at Kimmy. Make sure the woman is still asleep.

The man's curiosity was further revealed when Mark's name was included in the sequence of messages that had just entered it. His forehead frowned deeply, feeling dislike of the name of the man who was no stranger to him. Jasson swiped the phone screen until some messages from Mark now began to be read by both eyes.

Kimmy, I was just saying that next week there's a medical seminar. But your husband was too eager to turn off my calls before I spoke. I hope next week you come, we leave together as usual. ~ Dr. Mark's.

Kimmy's? ~ Mark.

Kimmy, how was your vacation? what fun? I hope your husband treats you well there. ~ Dr. Mark's.

"She was not ashamed at all!" as Jasson said, his forehead was deep. His gaze became dark. I really want to curse that guy.

"I'm not going to let him get close to Kimmy. He's not a good man." Jasson's gaze turned toward Kimmy who still seemed busy hugging her blanket.

Jasson's hand picked up his cell phone lying around there. His gaze was fixed on the photo gallery, he saw some photos of himself with Kimmy who showed his affection when yesterday had a visit on the terracing.

He turned on the bluetooth feature, then moved some photos of himself with Kimmy to the gallery of his wife's mobile phone.

After that, Jasson deliberately sent some friendly photos of himself with Kimmy to Mark of his overflowing frustration. He also inserted a message to the man who he knew was very close to his wife.

My vacation here was fun, even fun. ~ Kimmy.

After being satisfied to send a reply to Mark on behalf of Kimmy. Jasson immediately activated airplane mode on Kimmy's phone so that no one would interfere with his last holiday in Bali. Yes, this is their last day on their honeymoon in Bali. And early tomorrow morning, they have to go back to their country.

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Jasson continued his intention to observe the photo collection in Kimmy's mobile phone gallery. He found many pictures of his wife with Alana and Jesslyn. However, both of Jasson's thick eyebrows suddenly furrowed deeply as he found several photos of Mark and Kimmy stored in the gallery. His emotions seemed to be blowing, the photos really hurt his eyes. Not thinking long, Jasson immediately deleted all photos of Kimmy with Mark from the mobile phone gallery without asking permission first to the owner.

"Jasson ...." Kimmy's voice split the seriousness of Jasson who still had not shifted his eyes from Kimmy's cellphone which he still held.

The man turned his head, a little surprised but did not show it. "Away awake?" jasson asked with a cold look. Her questionable sense of regret about Kimmy and Mark's relationship was also revealed by her gaze.

Kimmy didn't answer Jasson's question. He was busy looking at Jasson's hand which was seen clutching his cell phone.

"Ehm, w-what are you doing with my phone?" Kimmy sat down and put down the blanket to wrap her body perfectly.

"Just reply to a message from Mark and delete some unimportant photos in your gallery!" Jasson's relaxed-sounding answer instantly made Kimmy's eyes perfectly rounded. Kimmy immediately snatched the phone from Jasson's hand, and checked the reply message intended by her husband.

"Why did you send a message like this to Mark?" kimmy exclaimed, her chin raised waiting for an answer after reading the message sent by her husband to Mark.

"Why? no like?" The cold gaze froze Kimmy, making the woman avert her gaze.

"Ehm, n-no, not like that." Kimmy turns to the cell phone gallery, he checks the photos deleted by Jasson.

"What photos did he delete? why is he so presumptuous?"

Kimmy seriously scrolled his phone and observed one by one the photo collages in his gallery. Until the last scroll, he did not find his picture with Mark there at all. The woman again raised her chin and looked at Jasson with a question mark.

"I deleted everything!" jasson said without asking.

"Why?"

"The color I don't like! You're married to me. Is keeping photos with other men good?" exclaiming Jasson.

"Then what about you and Miss Alea? You're the only one who can keep a photo with another woman?" Kimmy ventured to question the same.

"Alea! I don't keep pictures of women in my phone!" exclaiming Jasson.

Kimmy smiled wryly. "But you kept it in your room." Kimmy recalled the first time she stepped into Jasson's room, which was decorated with several photos of Alea there. Jasson gasped at Kimmy's words.

"Alea's just my friend. No more than that! And the photo you saw in my room was a formal one and I told aunt Molley to throw it away!" rebut Jasson.

"The same with Mark! He's my friend too. I took a picture of me with Mark on my phone, because there was a certain event!" kimmy who won't lose.

"But I don't like you being so close to him. He's not a good man. Should I tell you a few times so you can understand?" Jasson clutched Kimmy's shoulders, tried to convince her with dark eyes and tried to express her regret.

"Did you deliberately want to make him think of you as more than just a friend? I think it's like that!" continued later.

"What are you talking about?" kimmy exclaimed, Jasson's hand was removed from his shoulder.

"You're gonna have to talk about Mark, not knowing who he really is!" exclaim Kimmy.

"I know him!"

"You don't know at all! You don't know him!" kimmy Banged.

"You always cornered Mark. Then what about Miss Alea who could have expected you to be more than just a friend and a boss?" The words suddenly slipped out of Kimmy's mouth with his emotions overflowing, and without even realizing it. Even his voice sounded higher than before, signaling the woman was really upset.

Jasson's forehead is crinkled deep. Failed to digest what his wife had just said. "What do you mean?" tanyanya.

Kimmy averted his eyes, his eyes closed briefly as he exhaled until his emotions were wasted there. 

"Forget it, I don't want to argue this early with you. Sorry if I said rude and disrespectful to you."

Kimmy almost got out of bed, but Jasson didn't let her go. The man's hand firmly pulled him, causing the blanket wrapped around Kimmy's body to come off and now show his innocent body.

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