Oh My Jasson
Locked from outside

Kimmy yawned repeatedly because he was too tired to wait for Jasson and Alea who had been almost two hours ago had not returned to see him.

"Say for a moment, but why so long?"

I don't know how many times Kimmy read the clock on the wall in the room.

And now, the wall clock is at 16:39. Some employees have already left their jobs, but there are still some left there.

Kimmy left her seat as sudden pain wrapped around her stomach. The woman was about to poop. He went into the bathroom in Jasson's room. However, the sink faucet he just turned did not drain the water. The same thing happened when he tried to hit the flush closet, no water flowing a single drop from there.

"Is this toilet broken?" Kimmy, who could no longer hold back her curiosity, left the room to find the toilet. And the same thing he found. All toilets do not drain water at all. In fact, Kimmy can no longer withstand the abdominal pain that is already on the tip.

He called her an office girl who just happened to pass in front of him. Kimmy asked where the toilet would be if he could use it to a woman much older than him.

"All water pipes are under repair, ma'am. So all the toilets cannot be used" said the office girl, whom she did not know her name. No running water at all.

"If Madam wants, Madam can use the toilet near the basement. Because only in the basement toilet that always holds water and can be used when there is a pipe repair like this."

"Oh, I see, all right, I'll use the toilet over there."

"Do you want me to take you?" A smile full of offers was spread by the office girl to Kimmy, but she politely declined because she did not want to trouble anyone, she thought.

"No need, Miss. Thanks, I can find it myself."

Kimmy immediately went down to the basement using the elevator. Once there, he looked for the toilet. The basement looks quiet and dark due to the lack of lighting. There was no one there but himself. There are only a few old cars that are outdated deliberately lined up regularly there. Cars that have not been used for a long time.

This basement used to be a storage place for production materials and also a car park for employees. However, since Gio built a wider parking lot, the basement has never been used again, and is rarely passed by anyone. Unless a guard or office boy comes in just to clean it up.

After tracing the basement is quite large. Eventually Kimmy found two toilets located side by side there. He immediately went into one of the toilets and fulfilled his wish. Although the toilet was very narrow and also damp, but it was quite clean and well maintained.

***

Jasson looks back with Alea into her room. However, he did not find Kimmy there. His gaze was circulated to every corner of the room. "Where's Kimmy?"

"Of course ..." Alea said.

Jasson checked the bathroom, but no one was there.

"I'm going to ask the office girl" Alea said. He walked away from there when Jasson gave him permission. So did Jasson who tried to find Kimmy around his room.

"Did you see Miss Kimmy?" Alea's question stopped the office girl who was seen packing her things to go home.

"What does Miss mean by his wife, Mr Jasson?"

"Hem." Alea was reluctant to reply when the word 'Mister Jasson''s wife seemed to tickle in her hearing.

"So Mrs Kimmy was going to the toilet in the basement, Miss. Because all toilets are still under repair."

"Oh, okay, thanks."

Alea immediately rushed towards the basement using the elevator.

Some employees who are still there are now seen out scattering vacated offices. The building that has been operational for decades is now quiet and quiet. Some rooms are not reached by lighting until it looks dark because the sun almost leaves the place of the contest to welcome the night.

***

"Miss Kimmy isn't anywhere." Alea's voice distracts Jasson, who is now seen tidying up his files and desk. The woman had returned, and was now walking toward Jasson in her room.

"Nothing what do you mean?"Jasson stopped his activities and chose to walk up to his secretary.

"Yes, the office girl said, Miss Kimmy went to the toilet, but nothing. Maybe he's home." Alea landed her body sitting on the chair that was in front of Jasson's desk.

"There's no way he's coming home." Jasson approached Alea. His forehead was in disbelief.

"That's possible. Because all toilets are in water pipe repair," Alea replied.

"What does this have to do with toilet repairs?"

"Miss Kimmy couldn't help but pee or defecate, and then she chose to go home." Alea's words had a point. But Jasson hesitated. He grabbed a cell phone lying on the desk. Then he tried to call Kimmy's number, but couldn't. His wife's cell phone number is out of reach.

"Can you call him?" ask Alea.

"No." Jasson put his phone back on. His gaze was full of worries and questions.

"Miss Kimmy must have gone home first. Maybe he's been waiting too long for us to come back."

"In a moment, I'll look for him again."

"Where else are you going, Jasson? I've been looking for Miss Kimmy all over the office but nothing." Alea stood up and walked over to Jasson who was about to leave the room.

***

"Whoever, please open the door." Kimmy yelled at the toilet door half an hour ago as he finished his ritual and was about to get out of it, but it was suddenly locked from the outside.

"Jasson, help me!" Kimmy's growing panic made him even more difficult to breathe because there was no oxygen surrounding the narrow room without ventilation. The thin mini dress that wrapped his body looks wet because it takes too long to absorb the sweat that pours all over his body due to rage.

He had repeatedly banged on the door and shouted as loud as he could, but there was no sign of anyone passing by to call for help.

"Who locked the door. Please open!" Kimmy was still trying to open the toilet door, moving it repeatedly, but her efforts were in vain.

His body trembled in fear, until when would he be confined there? until tomorrow, maybe?

Calling Jasson for help is also free, this is the basement. The phone will not reach the network.

"Jasson ...." The name was often mentioned by his lips that paled in fear, but his call had no way of helping him out of there. The dim lighting and his arid throat made Kimmy almost lose consciousness.

"Is there anyone inside?" Someone's voice sounded faintly in Kimmy's hearing. Wake up the woman whose body almost collapsed due to thirst and oxygen depletion.

"Please .... Anyone help me." Kimmy started to make his voice again. His squeezed and powerless hands tried to bang on the door. How not, at this time he had counted an hour he was locked up in there.

"Who's inside? Ghost or human?" The silly question Kimmy heard made him really annoyed. However, no wonder. It's already night. There was no one but the office guards who happened to be patrolling there. What's more, the basement's been almost three years out of use.

"Man." Kimmy banged on that door to convince.

"Miss please stay away from behind the door. I'm gonna break this door down." The guard ordered Kimmy to step back and move away from the door. Before then, the burly body of the guard managed to knock down the toilet door defense that seemed to be deliberately locked by someone.

"Good God, Mrs Kimmy." The guard gasped when he found the woman in the toilet was the wife of the son of the owner of the company where he worked. Kimmy's body staggered. Quickly the guard immediately propped him up.

"I'm fine."  Kimmy tried to perfect his body to stand firm, regulating his breathing which was almost lost due to lack of oxygen in there.

The guard helped Kimmy walk to the guard post. He told the woman to sit on a chair made of rattan wood and give her a glass of water. After gulping down the water given by the guard. Kimmy closed his eyes, he set his breath to scoop up oxygen to cover his lungs.

And at the same time, a car stopped in front of the office. A stranger walked over to Kimmy and the guard at the post.

"Kimmy?"

"Mario?"

"You why?" The two silver eyes of the man noticed Kimmy who looked unkind.

"I ...." Kimmy's voice was cringing. He tried to catch his interrupted breath.

"So Mrs Kimmy was locked inside the bathroom, Mr. Mario. This is I just found it. If I hadn't checked the besement, maybe Mrs Kimmy was locked up until tomorrow morning. And it can even be ...." The guard did not resume his sentence, as if it had made Mario understand.

"Jeez ... Why are you locked up, Kimmy?"

"I don't know, it looks like someone purposely locked me in the bathroom" Kimmy replied in a still-squeezing voice.

"Then where's Jasson?" Mario looked around, but found no one but Kimmy and the one guard in front of him at the moment.

"Mr Jasson has been home since this afternoon with Miss Alea, sir."

"Together with Miss Alea?" Kimmy's voice repeated the words heavily like something was stuck in his throat. The guard confirmed it with complete confidence.

"Miss, for a moment, I'll call Mr. Jasson, to let you know that Miss is here."

"No need, sir." Kimmy stopped the guard from telling Jasson what had happened to him.

"But, Miss?"

Kimmy's eyes seemed to be uncontested. The guard had to abandon his intention to tell Jasson.

"What are you doing here, Mario?" kimmy asked Mario, who did not take his eyes off him

"I just happened to cross this street, and accidentally saw you from a distance. That's why I came straight here."

"Oh ...."

"Kimmy, come on. I'll take you home."

***

Kimmy is in the car with Mario. He had no choice but to accept the man's offer to drive himself home.

It's better than having to find a taxi, or calling Jasson for mercy to pick her up there. Kimmy was really disappointed. More precisely heartache.

"Why did he leave me?" Kimmy closed both eyes. His heart really felt pain as if it was hit by thousands of rusty needles. Even more so when it comes to knowing the truth when her husband would rather go home with Alea than wait or look for her.