A Friend to Jenna
Chapter 93. By Opa 2

Jenna was still trying to stay relaxed. Though here he talked to the grandfather who was blazing - kobar fighting spirit 45-nya. Against injustice and arbitrary acts committed by Nyai's mother and her daughters-in-law, against Karolina Damash.

" Oh, Opa drink first! " pinta Jenna, her hand held out a bottle of Tumbler filled with warm white water. Jenna began to observe her grandfather's condition because his heart health had not recovered properly. Fear of emotions that man will make him back sick.

The old man was very obedient to his grandson's advice. Soon the warm water was drunk to neutralize all his emotions. Actually, the man had also made anticipatory steps towards the development that occurred, if the problem of land plots in Parung was getting tapered. As long as it is still clawed at each other - the claw is a member of the large family Hisbillah itself. That doesn't make it a problem.

Unfortunately, Nyai's mother is not a person who wants to introspect himself all this time. Because he felt that the actions he did were always right. In fact, he easily always looks for a scapegoat on every problem that arises in his family. Especially since the faltering companies and foundations managed by him and his children. Income is getting minimal, while various needs are skyrocketing due to the impact of the pandemic that emerged in the middle of 2020.

Even the old woman can assure all her children that all the economic hardships they are currently experiencing are thanks to the intervention of the Damash and Darmawan families. So that they bear a very large debt in the bank ...

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" You'll be taken care of by Fendi later, will you?" Opa Resolute.

" Who is Fendi, Opa?" jenna asked confusedly.

" The young man who tried several times to follow your car, but always lost track!" obviously Si Opa while grinning funny.

" So she's talking to Opa like that?" challenge Jenna silly.

The man laughed amusedly. " He's a little boy! Fendi was too

studying at Grandpa Guru Umar's. So he judged you quite alert as well ... Though he only a month ago knew the ins and outs of traffic in Jakarta. Yes, frankly, there are more shrewd, dong ! Surely people born and raised in Jakarta, especially in the Sunday Market area!" Ledek the Opa again.

" Grandfather Umar's fist?" Jenna muttered while thinking long. Without caring about the ravings of the Opa just now.

" Yes, he had long intended to meet Opa... After Grandma Umi died a year ago! It was only then that the disciples left the village and sought their own livelihood."

Jenna pensive... He was one of the special students who was accepted to study in the store belonging to Grandpa Umar. In addition to just coming to study during school holidays, during her schooling in Junior High School grade 7 to grade 9. Umar's grandfather also never took a female student to study in his pencak silat padepokan. Because the requirement to become a student there is to live in a simple residential complex owned by the man, in a village bordering the two provinces on the island of Sumatra.

Umar's grandfather also wanted to accept Jenna, because he was good friends with Mr. Adrian Damash. They both studied martial arts and appreciated each other.

Umar's grandfather also saw Jenna's great interest in the original Indonesian martial arts. Unfortunately, by the teacher who guided her, Jenna was only allowed to choose and learn one weapon as her grip and mainstay.

Finally Jenna chose to learn the use of a small knife weapon that is often called badik, in her last test in the store.

The science of using sharp weapons was directly passed down by Grandpa Master Umar, who was the legacy of his ancestor.

Even the old man was very proud because Jenna had determination, discipline and quickly absorbed the teachings. Until the teacher suggested that Jenna also learn martial arts from other countries. To add to his insight and abilities, such as Taekwondo, Karate and Aikido.

Be Jenna follow various martial arts exercises as an exkul in her school. Unfortunately Jenna liked it less. Most only learn the basics of martial arts alone, when practicing in various training places. Not more than 3 months, after that he quit the training because of boredom. The rest he practiced his body and breath strength by exercising daily, such as jogging, cycling to swimming.

" Don't be sad...Nek Umi died of covid last year ....He died at home when his students were working on a car to take the woman to a hospital in the city" Si Opa said.

Now Jenna is getting ready to go back home after finishing the dinner together. Efron had a better nap than usual. Maybe because this place is quieter and not many people.

" Jenna! It's Fendi!" call Opa Damash.

Jenna was watching Sister Fani feeding Efron. The trip back home, the longest is only 60 minutes from Opa's house. However, if Efron is exhausted from being taken to travel far, it will usually go to sleep immediately. I woke up in the middle of the night to pee. So Sister Fani is inspired to feed first to her foster children. If you have slept on the road later do not need to be awakened again because the stomach has been filled.

" I'm Fendi Baharuddin!" said the man was polite.

She stood in front of Jenna, cupping her right hand in her left chest, while nodding her head. Jenna felt bad. In various rules, it should be him who respects the man . If the same - learning martial arts in one padepokan, he is his brother. In terms of age of the man was as good as the age of Bang Tedi and Marvin... Probably between 28 and 30 years.

Maybe because she was hired in this house by Opa Damash, so Jenna is the granddaughter of her master who is obliged to be respected. The muscular man brought all Efron's belongings to put in the trunk of the Honda Jazz Jenna. While the man was getting ready with the car of a million people. Jenna said back to Opa and Omanya.

Actually in the complex is still a large enough area to build several houses for the children and grandchildren of Damash. Including the ration of Mr. Feri, his son. But Mr. Feri instead bought his grandmother's house, the Mother of Oma Frida who was at the Sunday Market. He said as a memento - a memory... Because in that house, which is now a pavilion building where the Mak Isah family lives. The little ferry watched her mother struggle as a single parent, selling groceries in the market while carrying her toddler self, also serving shoppers in her modest shop.

" Mom, that Braver Om is looking after us, huh?" sister Fani asked suddenly.

Jenna accidentally saw Kak Fendi's car behind her, from the rear view of the right car. Jenna was driving the car still quite stable, below the speed of 80 km per hour. Maybe if he brought a passenger who was older, he would try Jagorawi Toll Road to Jakarta which was in a state of desolation. Jenna will drive the car like it is on the Mandalika circuit, which is the latest motorcycle race in the country.

" Thank God!" fani exclaimed as the red car entered the garage. Efron is still asleep again. Maak Ayu immediately came and held the baby to be carried into the house.

Jenna sees the pretty strong Ayu Mbak that alone has to sweat bringing Efron in. Inside was Mr. Feri who immediately greeted Efron and immediately took him upstairs, to the nursery.

" Opa, healthy, Jenna?" mr. Feri asked when he saw Jenna putting some of Efron's belongings on the cabinet table.

" Healthy, Pa! Where did Opa know about the land in the troubled Parung, huh?"

" Leave it! The Opa must have received many reports from the local government or business partners, " said Mr. Feri casually.

" Must be Nyai's mother thinks it has something to do with us, huh..."

" That's it! We follow the rules and orders of Opa! Fendi will take care of you from afar... If it's for your mom and Karolina to have a special driver ready for them to travel anywhere." Said the man calmly.

Until the night Jenna was still pensive from her bedroom window... This kind of situation makes him uncomfortable... If Opa Damash had acted, of course he had obtained accurate information about the events that were happening there.