
During the process of making the ad, the parties from Pandu and Pak Jhon Sagara met several times. Pandu only saw the man accompanied by a secretary who was mature, beautiful and very efficient. Ms. Rully Prasetya.
It seems Pandu is also a bit prestige to ask the whereabouts of his business partner's beautiful nephew. What does the world say?
It seems everything is going well. Si Om gave up more when the wife was very enthusiastic and liked the beautiful model they used in the commercial shoot. The girl was young, with a more natural Indonesian face and was very adaptable to various scripts and shots in three consecutive days.
" Satisfied, Madam?" whispered Jhon, hugging his wife's waist. Ismaya's eyes sparkled between haru and happiness. Pandu is indeed very capable of making the advertisement as he dreamed. A very real story and message.
" Jenna should be the star of the ad... " Whisper of the husband.
Upset, the pinching of the husband's arm was rather strong. " You want to, Pah. Want Bersamuk Mbak Arunika or scuttle Mr Adrian Damas? Since the events of Karolina alone, the old man strictly forbade his granddaughters to reconnect with the world of entertainment!"
" Yes, sorry. I'm sorry!"
" So, here! Which makes people emotional. You are Omnya, the mother's sister! Even less sensitive to the situation and conditions around you..."
" Don't be weird, deh. Ma!" said Mr. Jhon Sagara started his protest with the Wife.
" It seems, Karolina used to be stuck with her friend's persuasion so she had to get in touch with the play boy actor. The man was looking for a way to raise his popularity again, which was getting dimmer due to his messy life background. Dating Karolina is enough to make journalists go back to hunting for his life"
" If it's not wrong, on the advice of Felicia. The girl was even engaged to someone. Looks like the fiancee is this Pandu sir, huh!"
" Once, Mama! This is again at work. Stop gossip, gossip or hoax!"
" Papa's not cool, ah!" Complain about the beautiful woman. But when going to move immediately prohibited from leaving by Mr. Jhon Sagara. Rather than him bothering Mother Rully who was quite busy taking care of various letters in front of the office there. Or even interviewing Pandu who is still busy coordinating with the director at the shooting place earlier.
" Jenna?" The words of Ismaya's mother were also heard by several people who were standing not far from the woman. Including Mr. Pandu.
" Hey, everybody... Pardon me! I have a need with Mr. Jhon Sagara." Jenna said slowly. Fear of disturbing shooting activities that seem very serious even though they are breaking for a while.
Jenna's eyes were staring around the huge shooting study. Until his face was radiant - exciting to see the figure of Om Jhon who was mojok near the door of the room inside. With his wife, Aunt Ismaya.
" Of Jhon!"
" Well, what's my beauty?"
"Ih, it's unprofessional to call Jenna like that!" jenna said to be a throb. The aunt smiled amusedly.
" Yes, already. Where are the documents to be signed? It's!"
The man opened three bundles of files from Jenna. Actually, the man only wanted to briefly monitor the process of making this ad for a while. But the wife was very eager to see the process as a whole from beginning to end.
" Morrow afternoon, Om. The report from Tangerang has not yet entered!"
" If you want to go back to the office, take Mrs Rully. Maybe until the night is over. Auntie wants to see the whole result!"
" Come on, Miss Rully!"
The woman who was called Bu Rully also immediately moved on. He was also uncomfortable in a room like this. A room this big is still crowded, full of people and crushes.
Though she dressed like a neat office lady with blazer, long pants and high heels. Even in a hot studio, full of people and a lot of shooting equipment that must be connected to dozens of cables and electric current.
" Have you eaten, Miss Rully?"
" Already, Ma'am. Waduh over there looks more like a shocked market. Do not again ah, working on letters with emergency situations such as going to war. Not focused." Whisper Women who are more beautiful because they dress nicely at an increasingly mature age and full of experience.
" Every one of those letters of agreement, changed again, ma'am?"
" Don't know that! Mr. Pandu was more like an actor than a company leader. Mood he's changing constantly like a weather forecast."
Jenna and Bu Rully's laughter broke up, filling the car Jenna was driving to Kelapa Gading.
" Therefore, Ma. I was very upset when I started meeting that man. At first with Jordy, okay. Fitting, held by the owner, all affairs become a mess. Similar to PMS women. If you do not keep the feeling of Aunt Ismaya, we have been looking for other advertising companies can!"
Well, Jenna really doesn't want to be in touch with that guy anymore. Even the way he behaved, it made the two higher-ups in Samadi's company was a mess. Wrong herself, ignoring Jenna. Though Jenna had already drafted all the cooperation agreement in detail.
Office in Kelapa Gading, getting quieter. Since the WFH. But only a few employees are still present, as it deals with the survival of the company and its workers.
In the room, Jenna was still accompanied by a staff, typing and checking various reports. Jenna sat down and turned on the laptop, also connecting the cable to the power plug.
Nearly two hours later, he finished the report. This means that employees will be able to receive their salary tomorrow afternoon. There was a smile on Jenna's lips. This kind of responsibility is his main task now. After stacking several job application envelopes.
The office was deserted when Jenna stepped into the parking lot. Usually Ibu Rully picked up her husband who works in Pulo Gadung or take the Busway to Pancoran, South Jakarta.
The red jazz honda began to enter the inner-city toll road towards Cawang. Jenna enjoys the reddened afternoon sky on the western horizon. It's a rare sight. Because usually Jenna will be very bored, annoyed and irritated because it is stuck with the flow of traffic in Jakarta, before the office hours.
Vehicles started off the toll inside the city, heading towards Kalibata. Because the road is narrower and solidifies ahead of the red light in some intersections and intersections. Jenna started removing the earphones she had installed.
The afternoon is looming. The sky began to wilt as some of the streetlights lit up brightly. An hour or two, Jenna should enjoy every morning and evening, for five working days. But he was not sure that his parents had permission to join the company in Bali Tedi.
He really needs a new atmosphere. The pressure of living in Jakarta is more of a burden for him. Since Karolina's marriage, she has lost friends, sisters and chatmates, whose plot is sometimes unclear.