A Friend to Jenna
Chapter 40. Job Affairs Again

Their conversation grew more intense when discussing when they were teenagers. Om Jhon rarely do strange things that are usually done by teenagers at that time. Like skipping school or smoking in the cafeteria. Their actions are also called juvenile delinquency. Because Om Jhon's been living at Jenna's parents' house since she went to high school. In order to follow the tradition in his extended family, most of whom became doctors.

Be Om Jhon who lives with his grandmother in the village back to Jakarta. To get the opportunity to study at the medical faculty at the state campus in Jakarta and become a doctor!

Om Jhon is too afraid of his sister-in-law, Jenna's father. Pak Feri Darmawan's. Not only does the man rarely talk much in his daily life at home. Because Jenna's father is always busy with work. But his tall and well-built body dominated the entire household.

Where there are two sisters Jenna who dare to deny or even violate his orders! Though the two older brothers Jenna it could be petantang - petenteng, stylish as usual children - young people from the class of people are. Instead they are afraid of his father who is more quiet than his chatty mother and many apply strict rules at home.

"Jenna! " Call Om Zaki. " Are you uncomfortable with our conversation?"

" No, Om! Just continue... It is quite possible to make a report of the results of this meeting for Aunt Ismaya ..."

Om Jhon's eyes blinked somewhat agitatedly. " There is - there is, my niece this one! Don't listen to Jenna's ridiculous rant. Tell me about your new company, Jack!"

Then flow the story of the latest company in the field of freight forwarding services that are increasingly widespread and known to the public because of the growing culture of the community to shop online.

Jenna enjoyed the pasta dish she ordered. Cooperation on using delivery services for cosmetic products purchased by the public online will be delegated to the company Om Zaki. It was agreed at the beginning of the meeting. But if these two old ABGs want to reminisce, why should he be dragged to this restaurant, anyway!

Lazy, look at the adult men reminiscing about their teenage years. Maybe for teenagers now their actions used to sound a bit ridiculous and beyond reason.

Before long a young man came to their table. Om Zaki was a little surprised too.

" Pres, when are you coming back to Jakarta?"

" A week ago, Bang! What is this important meeting? Duh, there's an angel here too!" Many say. She kept flickering her right eye, as she looked at Jenna.

Unknowingly Jenna looked up, her eyes staring sinisterly at the man who had just arrived earlier. The man who looked younger by several years was under the age of Om Jhon and his close friend.

The man's clothes were as neat as the young men of the metropolitan working class. Relaxing but worth fantastic. Not to mention, the watch is pretty sporty. But the appearance of the man certainly can not cover his attitude and disposition that resembles the man Don Juan !

I don't know, in the world of work like an office or in a company, making Jenna start to feel saturated! In order to work in a medium-level company, applicants must meet high standards of demands.

Those who work there are also required to have qualified skills coupled with a higher education degree. But the association of the working women is also quite scary. The term homo homini lupus remains in effect. It is like being in the jungle of Jakarta. The weak are the strong prey!

Jenna's whim turned on the recorder from her hape. Tell who the young man who was called Om Zaki by the name of Prasaja Bramantyo was very big head. So know again... Huh!

Before long a waiter came to deliver the order at the man's desk. Jenna enjoyed the last mouthful of pasta on her plate as they looked up.

" Sorry! May contact?"

Jenna lowered her head again, not budging as the man stretched out his hand inviting her to shake hands. Sorry, Kang, not muhrim! jenna said in her heart.

That ridiculous matter was certainly the concern of the other two adult men. Because they also stopped the pretty crowded conversation.

" Pas, it's Jenna! Nephew of Mr. Jhon Sagara! Wow, is it good to be diced?"

The laughter of the two men. Because Jenna increasingly does not care about the behavior of the young man. Want him to run to the Monas Square, Jenna did not budge. We should still maintain good manners as an Indonesian nation. It doesn't matter if the guy is a college graduate from America or Europe there! So stupid!

" You're different from Bang Tedi? It seems my brother was wrong to be friends with a creature from Ujung Kulon village..." Jenna sweet.

Now Om Jhon really stopped talking. " She, Sorry... Jenna's not comfortable if you're being disrespectful!"

" Ugh, has he ever been heartbroken, yes. Om? So don't like being praised by guys as cool as me?"

" Stop, Pras! Jenna's mad, tuh!"

" Your appeal is too stale? Maybe you're the guy who lived in the time of the iron bite horse, you know!"

Pras fell silent, after starting to realize the family background Tedi. They all studied various martial sports to an advanced level. Even though Jenna's body looks tiny and fragile. Listen - listen he follows a silat sport whose organization was once chaired by his grandfather.

" Can Jenna go home, Om ?" ask Jenna politely.

" Can, baby... Here's report! You just appoint some workers who can handle the problem of shipping goods. In a week they've been trained and proficient? Ready right?"

" Jenna try!"

Gently Jenna stood up, nodding her head at the sign. He immediately turned around while carrying the map of the meeting towards the outside door of the restaurant. Until he realized that there was a man following from behind.

Damnit damnit! Jenna is not afraid of the subtle creatures and their countrymen although the corridor in the hotel to get to the elevator is very quiet and a little creepy.

He is more afraid of humans who are like demons. Especially men who like to underestimate women just because they are weak and do not have power.

The elevator moved quickly, taking him down to the lobby.he only found one or two people who were in a room that was quite spacious and bright.

Arriving near the parking lot, then Jenna called Mr. Min. The man said he was near the outside door. The car is parked not far from there.

Jenna's steps were somewhat relaxed as she left the hotel terrace. The shortcut to the outside of the courtyard is made of rocks arranged like paving blocks. So the sound of flat shoes used still makes no sound, tick, tuk! Until his hearing heard heavier and faster footsteps.

" Oh!" There was a male voice behind him loudly. The hand of the man who had been outstretched touched his shoulder, had already been curled up and rotated quickly. He was already about to perform the dings technique when he saw the panicked face of the exact same man who had been sitting opposite him in the restaurant. He immediately moved both of his legs to grab his feet. Maybe when he dropped the guy it didn't hurt as much as if he was slammed.

" Jenna...!" Pras' moans were heard as he lay in the lawn of the grassy garden.

The scene turned out to be seen by Mr. Min, as well as two hotel security officers who were guarding the outside gate guard post and several people who passed by on the opposite street.

One officer in a brown uniform like a cop ran fast. He jumped over some ornamental pots and big got there.

" What's going on?"

" I'm sorry, I thought he was a copet!" Jenna's whispers were surprised too. Because the large tall body of Prasaja still rubbed nearby. Either he had an injury or he was ashamed of being slammed by a petite young girl.

Pras helped the officer to wake up. The handsome face of the man was already like a boiled crab. One of them is playing shoulder towel people!

" Sorry! " Jenna said as she looked at Pras who was still busy brushing off the remaining dirt from his expensive work clothes suit. He immediately left and passed from the man.