A Friend to Jenna
Chapter 8. Who's Isti?

Jenna was a little careless with Opa Damash's guest on this one. They seem to be very proud of coming away from Semarang to attend the birthday of one of the colleagues and friends of the father and grandfather of Ramadhan Gozali, Mr. Sujiro. Even so far, Mr. Damash has always been diligent in sending various herbal medicines from Jakarta to his best friend.

Aunt Amanda already offers guests to relax in the side area, there is also a swimming pool. Soft music tuned Om Danang for guests to sit and relax. Not yet a burnt-burning event that is being done some catering staff in front of the main terrace.

" Naning, take your son and husband to my study! mr. Damash said formally.

The married couple immediately followed the host who walked to the inside of the house. They passed a family lounge before entering the room in the corner.  That room was Mr. Andrian Damash's day-to-day workspace. Besides there is a work desk with a chair in the corner of the room. There is also a set of guest chairs in the form of a sofa that is more minimalist brown .

" Please sit down, apparently we should talk more privately this..."

The old man said stale.

Naning's mother's sweet smile widened." I don't mind either, though. If the match between Ramadhan and Pak Damash's grandson is known to many people. They are important guests, Father!"

Before long, there was a knock on the door. Jenna came in, behind her was an ART pushing a table. On top of it was a glass pot filled with hot coffee, and several dishes filled with treats.

Ms. Mirna deftly poured the teapot into the cups and placed it on the low table in front of the guests." Go ahead! "

"Myrna! you call Amanda and her guests here, yeah!"

"Dalem, Ndoro, " said the woman as she pushed the wooden trolley out of her employer's den.

"Let's taste the concoction coffee Mbak Mirna that is no less delicious than the barista made in famous cafes you know!" Take Opa Damash friendly.

Jenna chose to sit in her opanya chair. While from earlier the eyes of Ramadhan kept glancing at him many times. He had never seen such a beautiful girl this cold when he met her again and was now before her.

" I want Ramadhan to be responsible for everything he does!"

Suddenly Mr. Damash's voice broke the silence.

Before long, the sound of dishes containing coffee cups was placed on the table almost simultaneously.

" Of course, Mr Damash! Ramadhan is the grandson of Mr. Sujiro. He'll uphold his grandfather's honor."

" That's good.  Because I am Andrian Saputra Damash, most do not like men who are cowardly, yes Ramadan? Moreover, to deceive and play tricks on innocent and innocent young girls without experience."

"What does Mr Damash mean? We're not going to talk about Ramadan and Jenna Melinda's engagement. Mr Damash's grandson?"

" I won't let my granddaughter marry the wrong man! Don't you also have a daughter, Naning?"

" Yes, Sir. Ramadhan still has two sisters. One is still in college and the other is about to graduate this year from High School."

The sound of the work door being knocked. Aunt Amanda came in. He's not alone this time. Behind the graceful woman were Isti's two old men. While the girl walked at the very back and her steps were a bit hesitant.

" Include, It's Isti's parents!"

Naning's mother seemed a bit uneasy when shaking hands with strangers and not at the level of her appearance today. Moreover, the two old men were dressed simply. Their faces were also somewhat frightened and depressed.

" Who is Isti? " ask Ms. Naning who saw Isti sitting in front of her . The girl's face was still young, but her loose gown could not hide her already clearer pregnancy.

The face of Ramadan is getting pale. He knows who he is dealing with today.! At the point of any mistake he made, Jenna's grandfather must have known it .

" He's Ramadan's girlfriend..."

" What ? A boyfriend?" Sela Naning's mother was shocked. The woman stared intently at Isti's distended stomach.

"You mean, this . . . She's pregnant with your son?"

Mother Naning's body nearly toppled over from her seat as her body slumped from the chair she was sitting on. But the husband acted deftly with a strong restrain - strong body of his wife's large.  The atmosphere became a bit chaotic, Jenna quickly reached into the work drawer of the Opa. There are usually balms, eucalyptus oil, and rubbing medicine.

The woman's body was immediately laid down. Jenna and Aunt Amanda immediately help him.

Jenna loosened the tight-fitting gown worn by her mother Ramadan. While Aunt Amanda smeared eucalyptus oil on the neck and slightly on the forehead of the woman.

Jenna picked up a plastic glass and pressed water on the dispenser next to the desk.

Mother Naning's husband held his wife's body somewhat upright, and gave her a drink.

" Did you see what happened to your mother, Ramadan?" opa Tegur. Ramadan bowed." This room has its cctv, and my men are still on standby in their posts . Don't act rashly."

" Why are you pushing me like this?"

"I still respect your grandfather and his big name. Otherwise, I've beaten you up for being a match with my dear granddaughter!"

Jenna asked permission to leave the room . Sure enough, outside the door there were already 3 Opa aides standing guard at that place. They were still very patient to wait for the next order from the boss who was in the room

Karolina soon awakens when Jenna knocks on the door of her room and enters. While in the front of this house some guests still enjoy the togetherness at the party of Mr. Damash.

" How? " Bisik Karolina asked about the final situation in their dear Opa workspace.

"The big madam fainted when Goza admitted Isti was her boyfriend."

Their eyes looked.Jenna looked ordinary after experiencing the unpleasant thing .

" Are you okay, Jenna?"

" Why shouldn't it be good?  Next time, Karolina help me to avoid Opa's matchmaking. I'm sick of seeing the hypocritical face of Ramadan!"

Jenna came out of her cousin's room, where she would stay at her grandfather's house. In the courtyard appears his father and mother sitting apart from the guests. They chatted with the family of Oma Firdha's sister who came from Tangerang.

" Want to go home, Jenna? " Task sweet Arunika mother.

Some of the guests had already given permission to Opa Damash's children when they came home. Om Danang patted Pak Feri on the shoulder, his father's other brother.  Jenna immediately said goodbye to om and his aunt who lined up at the front porch door. Soon the small group headed for the rear parking lot. The driver of the Ferry is ready

Before long the car slides out of the area of the family housing complex built specifically by his grandfather for his son and grandson later. He hopes that in his old age, all his descendants can gather together. Live in peace and love each other. Except for Mr. Feri who since he was ten years old separated from his biological mother because Firda's mother is more focused on his new family. Husband and his two children are toddlers.