A Friend to Jenna
Chapter 73. The Hisbillah Family

The meeting attended by Om Jhon and Jenna was a meeting between businessmen who all members are good friends of Om Jhon. But their conversation is not just about business! They discussed a lot of politics, domestic economic development to talk about the most loved sports in Indonesian society, such as football.

Jenna tried to listen to some of the contents of the conversation and their work plan. Moreover, the men were very respectful towards Jenna... After Om Jhon Sagara introduced Jenna as his beloved niece.

" Want to order a meal, Jenna?"

" It's full, Om!"

The eyes of the man were astonished. Jenna only enjoyed two slice cakes similar to Black Forest, during the meeting. While various drafts and letters have been taken care of by their respective secretaries virtually. They just want to meet face-to-face so that their cooperation and friendship are more solid.

" Om, don't you know? How many calories are in these two pieces of cake! Not to mention the content of sugar, carbo hydrate and fat contained in this cake?" Ledek Jenna tickled.

" Don't talk about nutrition in front of you, Jenna! Eat it right! No good young, healthy and always active girl moves like you do a strict diet just to keep her appearance!" said the man a little dislike.

" Yes, no, Mr. Good Doctor! Blame it on your older sister, who gave her a nutritious breakfast this morning!"

The laughter of Om Jhon is heard in the corner of this cafe. She thought Jenna missed the lunch she usually enjoyed, while being an employee at the office, at the cafe across from their workplace ... Although Jenna usually only choose a variety of snacks such as somay or meatballs!

In this western-style cafe, with all the foreign dishes that. Of course there is no food street food menu in Jakarta, which is all fried, lots of sambal, also MSG! Of course at that cheap price.. Compare only! The price of two slice cakes in the cafe, equivalent to buying 3 servings of super-complete meatballs at the Bakso Mustache stall in front of the Salon Ismaya which is quite bona fide as well as the place.

The presence of Jenna made the adult men very interested. Because the young girl sounded very relaxed and funny because of the babbling and nagging Jenna who is what she is. Moreover, they know, the educational background of Mr. Jhon and his wife is a doctor, who turned into a businessman.

" Yet, Jenna's been working at my place, bro! Uh, he didn't last long. Just one year! He was not comfortable with the association of women workers there. Sampe ask to come out! Now he is trusted to manage the Ismaya Salon branch in South Jakarta, by my wife!" Om Jhon.

" It's hard to work with women in the office. Especially if you have entered an unhealthy circle of friends. So it's more emotional, spreading rumors without knowing the facts and data. The atmosphere often rames!"

Of course, not just women! Working men sometimes have a bad side of friendship. They often hang out with less useful activities. Like hanging out in a cafe or nightclub, dating other women, without caring about the wife or prospective wife who has been given a promise of loyalty. Moreover, many relationships that lead to negative things, such as gambling, drugs and a shared lifestyle without marriage ties.

The business meeting was almost completed at 14:30. They began to say goodbye to Om Jhon and Jenna. It seems that Om also does not want to move from the cafe room that is very privacy. Not that guy likes to move! It seemed like he was waiting for someone's presence. Jenna looked back at her mother's youngest sister's face with some worry.

Until they were surprised by a heavy voice greeting, which came near the bench they were sitting on. Jenna lifted her face from the screen that contains the latest news and information.

" Good day, Om!" Sapa Kak Farhan slowly.

Jenna's eyes are round. Where was the word manners used to be his greeting and greeting? Not that he's crazy respect! His body was small but not in the shape of a snail, so a man like Farhan did not look at him and heed him.

" Of Jhon! Jenna, just wait in the front lobby. If there's still a need for someone else."

" Jenna, wait a minute! " The voice of Om Jhon Sagara became very firm.

Jenna froze back where she stood. Looking at the face of a Sagara becomes more serious. So he sat back down.

still need their help. It's business, Farhan!"

" Sorry, Om.... " Said Farhan Pasrah.

The man saw that the table in front of them had been empty for a long time. Even the table looked as clean as before. The mark of the people with an interest in doing business with him had long since gone. Actually not a reason about the long distance from Bogor to Jakarta to be taken for Farhan in the agreement. Now there is a toll road, a good car with prime engine power. But not exactly someone's appointment, will cause bad judgment.

" Next time don't use the name Darmawan or Sagara to invite those entrepreneurs! We have no interest in you anymore. Since you divorced Karolina! Now we are someone else. Work on your own with your abilities, intelligence and connections!" Speak Om Jhon Sagara before leaving the place.

" Crucified!" whispered Jenna in the heart. As he looked at the face of Kak Farhan who became pale from the simple words of his omnya.

The big name of Hisbillah's family has been at stake this time. But Farhan could no longer lift his chin any higher.

The man looked at Jenna's uncle, who was holding the girl's hand out of the cafe. Farhan closed his eyes! Maybe he was angry or offended. Cry Boy! Jenna's ejek in heart. Maybe that's the price Farhan Hisbillah deserves, with all his greed!

It seems that the words of Mr. Feri Darmawan and Mr. Ismoyo are not mere wordplay! All the power and efforts made by him and his three brothers to defend one by one the company owned by his family also failed. Now there are hundreds of millions of rupiah bills from banks that their families must prepare every month. Some of these companies are no longer operating. So there is no intake of serupiah.

Agus immediately welcomed and opened the door, when he saw his master coming with his nephew.

" Want to be delivered straight home, or back to the office?" ask Jhon to Jenna.

" To the office, Om! Jenna's car is still there!"

"Yes, Om knows ... Your position as a salon manager needs to be supported by a good appearance, right?"

" Ih, that Om Ngadi - Ngadi, deh! Ask the Auntie! Who told Jenna to go back and forth salon management in South Jakarta the same in Kelapa Gading... Take a public car like a busway... Can get old on my way later, so be ...."

Again, Om laughed. Aunty Ismaya is indeed an active person with various activities outside of work that is already mountainous. She also has a responsibility in her beauty research lab. Who now entrusted that responsibility to a man whom he deeply believed in. Not to mention he had to take care of his office in Kelapa Gading, both of his salons.... Perhaps she still held another position, involving the woman in various other professional organizations.

" Stranquil, Jenna! Om also loved Karolina as much as Om loved his own nephew... Since a month ago, Farhan has approached several big businessmen, to be invited to cooperate in the development of his housing project... But Om keeps watching ... If he wants to try himself with the company name or his family name, it is legitimate. What if he derides the names Damash and Darmawan? No mercy!"

" Thank you, Om... ! " Bisik Jenna was moved.

" Say to Karolina! If he wants to work as an ambassador in Ismaya cosmetic products... Please meet this Om you're in the office, huh?"

Jenna could not speak anymore. Even in silence, the man was still looking after him and Karolina. Although the Om and the Mama did not use the name of the father in their career, still the efforts of the two men still succeeded as well. Not to mention their brothers and sisters who also have careers in the same field. They worked in a large hospital in Bandung and Cirebon.

" Be careful, Jenna! " the man said as he watched his nephew get into the red Honda Jazz. Jenna waved her hand, asking for a break. After reaching his car reached the outside door of the parking lot outside the office.