A Friend to Jenna
Chapter 83. Feel Watched

Jenna woke up in a different bed this morning. In one of the bedrooms that are devoted to guests who stay at Om Jhon Sagara's house. He enjoyed that comfort for a while, while recalling that today was Monday. So he has to get back to work.

Last night, their journey from Soetta airport to this house, a little hampered by the rain that fell very heavy. The important thing is that they got home... On the toll road in the city from Tanjung Priok to Cawang, not too crowded. Only many vehicles run slower because of the limited visibility due to the heavy rain. Not to mention they have to be careful with the large number of trucks that transport goods on the leftmost highway lane.

Jenna had already taken a shower and enjoyed her morning breakfast prepared by ART in this house. After he decided to go home, to the couple who remained harmonious with the marriage age that was more than 15 years.

" Just take a day, it's okay. Jenna ! You take care of the Salon in Kebayoran Baru!" aunt Ismaya reminded.

" Beres, Auntie ! I'm saying yes!"

A driver, immediately opened the front gate of the house. Jenna thanked the man.

It turned out that Jenna's journey to home was also blocked by several traffic jams on several red lights on the main road from North Jakarta, East to South.

" No, are you home?" reprimand the Imam.

The man pushed the side garage door that was already empty. No two cars are residents of that special garage space. Signs that both parents have also left for their respective workplaces.

" Yes, Mr. Imam. All I ask is for help to lift one white cardboard into the house, yes! Jenna didn't buy much. That's what Aunt Ismaya ordered everything...."

" Get it, Non!" said the father who received the car keys from Jenna... His youngest employer's son even took his traveling suitcase that was placed with cardboard Tante Ismaya.

Previously the car they boarded entered the parking lot at Juanda airport, Aunt Ismaya asked Mr. Dodo for help to be escorted to a souvenir shop nearby from the airport. Coincidentally they passed in the area of Waru street and there are two-storey buildings that specifically sell various souvenirs.

Though in the eyes of Jenna all cakes - the cake is the same as the type of souvenirs from other regions. Until the aunt chooses various types of small foods that are included and divided into two equally large dus and contents.

Jenna saw Mak Isah already arranging the souvenirs on the dining table. If you used to go to Malang, Jenna even wanted to pick her own Malang apples in the plantation in Batu tourist area. But he has not had time to enjoy all the famous attractions in the Malang area. He just explored Meseum Angkut and Jatim Park 2. Due to limited visit time.

" Sore, Non... Put it in his dirty laundry wicker basket. Ayu will take him to the washing machine!" Pinta Mak Isah's.

" Directive, Mother! It's been brought down! Now try it, Mak. cake! Aunt Ismaya bought it, really!" jenna answered while putting the pile of dirty clothes in the dirty laundry basket in the laundry room.

" Now, Non! The same doctor Mr Feri has not tried! Our time is first!" reply Mak Isah.

Actually Jenna had bought some by - by other orders of the employees at the salon. Someone asked to be brought Lapis Surabaya, there was a craving for bu Rudi's plow. Jenna yesterday only agreed to the advice of Miko who took her to a gift shop at the location of the tourist attraction they visited before.

The arrival of Jenna's car was greeted by a big smile Mr. Rum, the parking attendant of the building. Some of the private cars belonging to customers of this salon, seem to have hung out earlier than him. Jenna had bought a variety of fried foods that her brother grew up in the area near the housing she lived. Fried is the best selling, because besides cheap it tastes better.

They were seen handing out the food to everyone who was there. Including the parking attendants in the opposite building... That's what Jenna values. The simplicity of life of the workers in front of this salon, still teaches the meaning of sharing to others.

" What's up, Miss Jenna?" tanya Mas Tatam's. He ate Jenna's default Surabaya sandwich cake that had been cut - cut by Mbak Arini who was placed on the employee room table.

" Sambel Bu Rudi is for Tika, huh? He's bunting again!" said the macho guy was a bit upset.

" Let it go, Mas... There's this husband!" Omel Arini's.

" Yes a lazy husband who depends on a living from his wife! It's been a lot of style, he! Where there are people who want to live well and enough, do not want to be tired. Not working anymore!"

Mbak Arini glared at the real man, named Utama. But they often call him Tatam. The woman meant for the man not to continue his scolding. For fear Jenna heard the bad news that became the gossip of some employees here.

Jenna distracts him. He's heard a little bit about Tika's mom. Almost similar to the life Karolina lived. Maybe Ma'am Tika is even more extreme, he is desperate to marry a man who is not approved by his family... Because they judge the prospective husband of his child is less responsible. Now, Ma'am Tika also has to bear all the hardships of his life alone... While the husband, at home with his 4-year-old son.

Jenna looked at Mbak Arini and Mas Tatam... " Sometimes everyone's wedding story is different...Like Karolina too, it was her in-laws who told her son to marry another woman. Because my cousin doesn't fit the criteria of her, as a dream daughter-in-law."

" What? Women like Madam Karolina are still considered less worthy to be a daughter-in-law ! Crazy for Mother-in-Law!"

Mas Tatam was shocked.

Jenna smiles miris ... He also saw that Tika's situation looked fine... Or is he very good at covering up all the trouble of his nose ?

" Jenna's mom is frying again! Fried cassava is delicious indeed! I once left Mr. Rum two seeds!" Bisik Mbak Arini keceplosan.

Mas Tatam smiled amusedly." Lo, what the hell do you do, Arini....Doyan what greedy! We know what Jenna's mother meant to bring the fritters. Because not everyone outside the building is part of this souvenir. So 'em, isn't that right, Mommy?"

" Yes! " Surprisingly, Arini gave up... He immediately submitted a report this week.. All bank transaction reports that use various applications are always addressed to the Aunty Ismaya account in the main Salon of the Kelapa Gading branch.... It seems that the income report is in sync.

Jenna finished her workday until the salon closed at 17:00. The employees are also ready - ready to go home. Arriving in front of the salon building he observed the state of the salon building and several other business buildings, which lined up and faced each other on this quite crowded street throughout the day.

There is nothing different there.Stay the same as before. Because everyone has their own business and business...

Is it, Miko wants to pay someone just to keep an eye on her daily activities? Was it not in vain! Because he is nobody! If stalked someone like paparazzi would be a little strange! She's just a regular female worker... Who worked to prove that she was sufficiently given a proper education from her parents, and is now learning to be independent.