A Friend to Jenna
Chapter . 108. Open Conflict

Lidya had already accepted the task of looking after the salon and clinic during the departure of Jenna and Ismaya's mother. There seems to be people who are interested in all their busyness in preparing the prospective model for the latest Aunty Ismaya cosmetic product advertising.

Lydia's smile signifies she's satisfied. Because with the activity that is quite busy, it does not involve Doctor Niken at all. While serving in this place, the woman felt she was the most important person in everything.

Even Ismaya's own mother who intervened to handle skin and facial care Rara. In fact, he entrusted Ismaya the most senior worker to work on facials, scrubs and massage for Rara. All the treatments were done so that Rara appeared more fresh with her body healthy and full of vitality.

In this week, Rara underwent various measures for skin care of her face with a certain serum. So that it can restore the youthfulness of the skin is young, smooth and bright. It was precisely Jenna who was asked to supervise the session, which was conducted by Ms Reni.

In addition to being the owner of a clinic and beauty salon, Aunt Ismaya has been in the business for quite a long time, has also patented the results of the concoction, which turned out to be suitable for salon customers. So that she and her husband managed to establish a cosmetics company that continues to grow forward until now .

Now cosmetic products made by him are increasingly diverse only types. From various skin care products, tools and makeup equipment. They also remove series products for skin care, body to hair.

It seems that Doctor Niken is a bit disappointed, because Ms. Ismaya somewhat doubts her professional abilities in the field of beauty care. Though all this time, he was the one who felt the most knowledgeable, the cleverest and the number one, of the other coworkers. No matter, the clinic also works two other doctors, who are more senior and more experienced than him. Doctor Nena and Doctor Amalia.

Doctor Niken did not realize that Ismaya's mother continued to monitor various violations that have been done during her work in this place. As often late to work, often eliminate after hours of lunch break. Sometimes molasses up to an hour later, just appeared. Also often exit permits in working hours, for no apparent reason.

Not to mention the rules for the use of the room, and the facilities in this building. Up to the regulation of the use of advanced beauty tools, with modern machinery made abroad. All of those operating machines require a technician to monitor them. Usually they give reports on the use of tools in the treatment room to Mr. Sanusi.

Of course the report was read Jenna, it turns out that Doctor Niken was very careless and haphazard at the operation. Some parts were damaged and had to be repaired. From minor damage, engine parts - sophisticated machines that are quite expensive and rather difficult to obtain in the free market

Unfortunately, to date, Niken's doctor has not been able to touch or drop Jenna's good name. Invisibly, the young girl was a representative of Ms. Ismaya, the owner of the clinic and beauty salon Ismaya Beauty.

Moreover, according to him, Jenna's appearance was too ordinary, it could even be said to be very simple. Not in accordance with the image of the clinic and Salon "Ismaya Beauty", or its position, as vice-leader. Though the customers there, the average comes from women from the upper class.

Still Jenna did not care about the woman's doctor, who began to look indistinctly behind her.

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Tight-knock stilettos, from the end of Doctor Niken's shoes, were heard coming down the stairs from the second floor, to the first floor. It was already 12:05, the time for employees to rest for lunch, also worship.

In the general salon room, the second floor there were still two workers who were finishing their work. They're putting the final touches on the hair-painting. While other workers, have disbanded the bow with a wallet and hape in each hand. They came out of the three-story building to look for a rice stall, for lunch.

" Lydia's mom wants to eat at Ceu Romlah's stall? Comeing! Yesterday we didn't get the chicken pepes, nih!" Nanik.

" Could! I was also tired of eating at the Padang Uda Rizal stall every day, ", said Ms. Lydia.

" Bosen?" asked Nanik confused. The young girl who handled the manicure and pedicure parts of the salon, stared at her senior face for a moment . " It's not that balado jerky and Uda Rizal's most top-marko-top, in the whole region, is it?"

" Yes, bosen... Long - long can my cancer, aka my pouch dry ... Bokek, go! Eating there is not enough 20,000, Nanik! Not to mention crackers, and a glass of iced sweet tea ...."

Nanik patted his forehead. "Yes, erah... Lydia Ma'am! Tell me if it's broke to eat there every day, so ... Whatever, me!"

" Ha, huh!" The woman's laughter intersected with shoulder-length blonde hair, which matched her fair complexion. Changed amused.

" Yes, already! Ayok, Ma'am ... The hunt is over for his rest. Where I haven't had breakfast this morning. So get this hungry!"

The two young women were different ages, but had the same makeup polish and blondie-colored hairstyles that went fast. They went through the sidewalk along the shophouse to walk to the back of the building.

Maybe because walking in a hurry, until they pay less attention to the circumstances around him. An area that is quite strategic and becomes the center of economic and business activities there. Because in the area there are many office buildings, business places to cafes and restaurants

Across the street, a young woman dressed in pink brocade got into a shiny black Mercedes Benz sedan. The woman immediately sat down next to the driver's seat of the luxury car. From the side, the man who was driving his car was dressed neatly as a businessman. But the man was also quite mature. If you say people look like 'Sugar Daddy.'

The car was moving with an engine whose vibration was very smooth. . Leaving the area continues to move westward, towards the Wiyoto Wiyono toll road, which is not up to 200 meters away.

Only one-two people, at a glance pay attention to the incident. One of them was Pak Bokir, the local security chief who was buying lunch at the Padang rice stall not far from the place. The other one is Mumun. One of the janitors at the Bakery and Cake store, Cici Amey.

The shop where Mumun works is located opposite the Beauty Clinic building "Ismaya Beauty". The shophouse building consists of two floors, extending from east to west, filling the block.

There are ten shophouses, which are in the form of shops, and the top to stay or like a house. The permanent building is quite striking it has a parking facility that is wide enough to accommodate the car visitors shop, also the owner of the shophouse. Various types of merchandise that are sold at their respective shophouses. Including two minimarkets that are quite famous, are also in the shop.

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Inside her sister's European-made car, Jenna ended up wearing her headset . Since the car died in front of the salon parking lot, Bang Tedi has tuned his favorite music. The music of Jedug-Jedug is similar to the rhythm of Alternative Rock, Punk rock, heavy metal to progressive rock....

Don't you think our ears should hear all those loud noises? Though the trip from North Jakarta area, entrance toll in Cawang direction, later connecting at the entrance of Jagorawi Toll will take another hour or two, approximately. During that time too, it was the rhythm of the music that Jenna had to hear with her super sensitive ears!

Not to mention some of the audio in the car, it is the best in its class. Of course, it is not difficult, if Bang Tedi can pay for all the hobbies and expensive fun with his salary. Because he works in a multinational company, owned by his own father.

Huh, fortunately this bad boy candidate is very afraid of his handler! The beloved father! Otherwise, he would be the most deserving person in the world.

Mr Feri Darmawan who continues to monitor and guide his middle child by educating him in the style of sparta, until it becomes what it is today! From teen Tedi to her choosing a major she likes with a full sense of responsibility.

Now the handsome driver was, from earlier just grinning his work. She was most happy to tease Jenna, her beloved sister. But the crowd misjudged the end against Jenna's figure. Because despite her petite stature, Jenna became very strong, physically and mentally. He forged the basic martial arts weight training taught by Opa Damash himself. Although she was convinced, Jenna mastered the silat very well, probably using her secret weapon.

Precisely Jenna as the youngest child and the only daughter in the Darmawan family, did not grow up to be a whiny girl, spoiled or less independent. Even closer to Oma Frida and Aunt Amanda who took care of it since childhood. Because of the busyness of his mother as a doctor who had to pursue various specialization programs with a long study abroad almost 3 years more.

" Wakeup! wakeup!" the young man shouted. Jenna who closed her eyes since leaving was disturbed. Though he was engrossed in listening to western songs of the 80s and 90s, glancing lazily at his brother who liked to disturb him.

" Buy, there's a kingpin!" pinta Si Sibang. After seeing her sister open her eyes. The car he was driving began to exit the Jagorawi toll road, towards the outer door of Ciawi. The path in front of it will be divided into two paths, between Puncak and Sukabumi.

In front of them, dozens of vehicles began to stall towards the direction of the Peak. While in the direction of Sukabumi on the right lane of the road was crowded smoothly.

The man skillfully took the leftmost lane. He eventually slowed down the pace of his car when there were many hawkers offering his wares,

"Two packs, yeah!" Shouted Jenna, as she stuck her head out of the glass window that was half opened. It's better they're jamming now, than getting one way. That requires their car to be stuck in this place for hours is likely . Until waiting to open later in the afternoon the path to the peak.