Oh My Jasson
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The pouring water from the faucet inundated Kimmy's palms under him. Puddles of water were swept across his face that he deliberately wanted to wash. A few sheets of tissue he pulled to help dry it after that.

The reflection of his pale face in the sink mirror is now the center of the spotlight of his eyes that almost dimmed. The eye was closed briefly as he recalled having just dealt with patients in very severe accidents from patients he had treated before. Body shudders. It is undeniable, even though Kimmy has been working in the medical world long enough, he still often dizzy and nauseous when he saw so much blood flowing from the human body. Actually, dealing with accident patients is something that he really does not like from the past. Kimmy is grateful for his work. A work that has been ingrained in his family lineage.

Kimmy briefly tidied up her shirt and hair after she decided to leave the toilet. His face returned as he exited from there. Every smile and greeting he always spread to anyone who was passing by him.

Kimmy's footsteps, which had been walking vigorously, were now slowed down. His forehead creased full of question marks as his two silver-colored beads now reflected the figure of the woman standing in front of his room by peering at the glass attached to one at the top of the door. Sososk is a woman who is no stranger.

"Miss Chelia ...." The pat on the shoulder made the woman standing in front of Kimmy's room tiptoe with shock. Yeah, that woman is Chelia. His face paled immediately upon seeing Kimmy there.

"No-Miss Kimmy .. ma-I mean Doctor Kimmy." A smile failed to hide Chelia's shock.

"What are you doing in front of my room?" The frown on Kimmy's forehead still hasn't faded, but it has made Chelia the eighth to compile an answer.

"Ehm, I-I'm looking for Doctor Mark."

"Doctor Mark?" Chelia nodded her head to justify as Kimmy repeated the name.

"Doctor Mark's room isn't on this floor, Miss Chelia. But on the second floor," he told. "Ehm, aren't you Doctor Mark's patient? Shouldn't you know Doctor Mark's room?"

"Yes, I had an appointment with Doctor Mark. But he wasn't in his room. And some nurses said, she used to visit you in your room. That's why I'm looking for him here."

"Yes, Doctor Mark is here a lot to see me. But I don't think for the moment he's here. Maybe he's going to the cafeteria or if he doesn't see his patients."

"Ehm .. yes, I think it might be that way too."

"Do I need help contacting him?"

"No! No need. I'll just wait for him in the waiting room. Excuse me." Chelia quickly passed away from there, leaving Kimmy in front of the room with a still astonished look. She did not let Chelia out of her sight, before she completely vanished from her sight.

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Kimmy leaned her back on the chair. His eyes closed long enough to rest his body in the room while waiting for Jasson to pick him up. I don't know what time her husband picked her up. He himself does not know.

The sound of a door squeaking as someone pushed him, made Kimmy wake up. A smile greeted him up ahead. A really boring smile.

"Mark?" Kimmy didn't return her smile. I was very reluctant to meet that man. Remember, he is very unsafe if always close to Mark. Likewise, the voice of Jasson who warned him seemed to ring out to keep his distance.

"Sure you haven't come home yet?"

"Yes .." - Kimmy. "What are you here for?"

"It's okay, I just want to see you when I know you're not home yet." Without being told, Mark landed his body sitting on a chair in front of Kimmy's desk. "Why haven't you come home yet?"

"I'm waiting for Jasson to pick her up."

"Too late?"

"He has an important job."

"Shall I take you home?"

"No need, Mark. I'll just wait for Jasson."

"Then I will accompany you until Jasson picks you up." Kimmy looked at Mark alertly. How should he reject it?

"Ehm ... Mark, you better leave me here alone. I don't want any trouble with Jasson just because he misunderstood later."

"Kimmy, I just want to accompany you here. No more than that. Jasson won't know. If he had arrived at the hospital. I'll be gone soon." Mark's compulsion can't make Kimmy refuse again. He was forced to let the man stay in a room with him.

"Did you know Miss Chelia was looking for you."

"Yes, I've met him. I forgot I had an appointment with him." Kimmy didn't say anything to Mark. The silence was between the two of them.

"Oh, yes, Kimmy. Are you continuing your education abroad?" Mark's question split the silence there.

Kimmy took her breath. "I don't know."

"How do you not know?" Mark raised one of his eyebrows. "Aren't you going to continue your education to get a degree as a specialist?"

"Then you didn't continue your education?"

"I continue to do so. Maybe I'll continue it here." The answer seemed to have been steady for Kimmy to say.

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Jasson came out of his room. His steps were deliberately stopped, as he found the work table used by Alea was empty there was not a single item left there. Usually every time he walked out of the room, Alea's smile always greeted him warmly. Likewise with the joy that always emanated on the face of the woman. Jasson let out a breath that he had just drawn long.

Jasson resumed her footsteps to pick up Kimmy at the hospital. However, before that, he first went to the basement to find out the cause that kept Kimmy locked inside the toilet in the basement that had not been used for a long time. Jasson was walking with his strapping body towards the basement toilet when the elevator had just taken him down there.

A toilet door that looks fragile and deliberately damaged, lying on the floor in front of the toilet. Jasson's eyes looked at the door.

"This door was not broken, but it was deliberately locked." Jasson patted his palms as the dust from the door stuck there. He could deduce it that way because the knob that hooked on the door lever was not because it had rusted. Except because it was locked.

"Who locked Kimmy in the toilet?"

Fondled moment. Busy with your own assumptions. "What's office boy?"

"Every toilet door has never been locked. What did they lock it for?"

Jasson is still overwhelmed by his curiosity. He left the basement. He was forced to buy time to invite Kimmy to call all office boys and office girls who work at the company he currently leads. Jasson asked the office boys one by one about the basement toilet that was deliberately locked. However, they did not feel locked at all because indeed since the company itself is managed by Papa Gio, all toilet doors are never locked for any reason.

Jasson calls the guard who helped Kimmy when she was locked in the toilet. The guard explained that the door was deliberately locked. That's why the guard broke the toilet door by breaking it.

"Request the technician to take the cctv footage on Friday. Especially in the basement" Jasson ordered the guard. "Tomorrow give me the tape."

"All the basement cctvs have been moved in the front parking lot, sir. So, in the basement there is no cctv," said the guard, reminding Jasson who apparently did forget that there is no cctv left there.

"Oh, yes, I totally forgot" he said, patting his forehead. "It's okay, just give me all the office cctv footage. Everybody!"

"Good, Sir. Tomorrow I'll give you an office cctv record."  The guard immediately bade to retreat from there. Jasson was pensive in his room as his hands rubbed his pointed chin overgrown with fairly rough feathers. Still thinking about Kimmy's lock in the toilet.

"If someone accidentally locked Kimmy in the toilet. I won't forgive anyone." Jasson's jaw is hardened. Scars painted clearly on his face. Indicates that the man spoke with anger.

Jasson realized that he had to pick up Kimmy immediately. He got up leaving his seat. However, when his steps almost reached the door of the room. He suddenly saw Alea go in there.

"Name ...." Jasson's forehead was full of questions about Alea's arrival there. Hasn't that woman left the office since this morning?

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