My wife is a Jungle
Wedding Feast
Udin's heart cracked to see his dream woman was instead edited by the stranger. He looked up at the sky so that his tears would not spill over his cheeks.
This truth is cruel. This incident was unexpected—so he chose to retreat slowly to the back of the Jungle Youth who were celebrating the wedding of Beleza with Zul.
Udin then ran into the forest while crying bitterly while punching the durian tree in front of him. His hands immediately let out fresh blood, but he did not care about it.
“Whyaaaaaaaaa?”
“Why should he?”
“Am I less good or less handsome?”
Udin shouted hysterically evoking his anger.
“Why do you have Beleza do this painful thing,”.
Behind a tree twenty meters from Udin, Nerida is sad to see Udin suffering from the loss of his best friend, Beleza. He wanted to hug Udin and comfort him so as not to grieve anymore.
However, his legs are very heavy to move, when in fact he really likes Udin a long time ago, but he does not dare to express his feelings because Udin loves Beleza very much.
“Krekkkk!”
Nerida accidentally stepped on a weathered tree branch when she was about to return to the Jungle Stopover.
“Who's there?”
Udin quickly wiped away his tears from suspecting that Sampuraga was following him earlier and had seen him crying.
“Bang Udin ..”
With a smile Nerida appeared from behind the tree, he looked nervous while scratching his curly hair that was never combed.
“Ne-nerida?” Udin was surprised to see it. “You must have seen it all, right?” Udin was so embarrassed.
Nerida nodded slowly and ventured to step foot with a firm step like robot— because each step of her foot was parallel to the swing of her hand approaching towards Udin.
“Umm... anu.. I actually like you Bang Udin and I just pretend to like Jarjit because I know you like Beleza,” said Nerida in one breath in a high, shrill tone that made the birds in the trees fly because they thought they were being chased away by her.
Udin was surprised to hear it, his eyes looking at Nerida unblinkingly and immediately rubbing her; whether she was dreaming or hallucinating.
...***...
Zul and Beleza sat on a chair made of rattan wicker. One by one the members of the Jungle Tribe greeted the newlyweds, while congratulating them and praying well for them.
Zul only smiles—ia feels like a dream and Beleza embraces Zul's hand and rests her head on his shoulder.
Although this wedding looks simple, but the celebration is very festive. Everyone looks happy, maybe Zul alone whose mind wanders everywhere.
“Moreover what you are waiting for, quickly roast the pig and bring a lot of wine ha-ha-ha!” exclamation of the Chief of the Jungle.
“Good Chief Tribe!” sahut Malin immediately headed to the food warehouse to pick up the large-bodied pigs from their hunt yesterday.
Pitung approached Zul who forced himself to smile before his father-in-law. “Let's drink tuak(arak) this young man hehehe... so that your first night cane saktimu onfire until morning!”
Pitung chuckled with laughter after saying it, but Beleza's eyes were very sharp on him— because he did not want his father to pestilence her husband with his heresy.
Zul hesitantly stared at the glass filled with wine in his hand, whether he would drink it or not. Because during his life he never drank arak— - even when he was a STM first, he was the Head of Thugs at school— - as well as when he was a village thug.
“Throw it away my handsome gap!” exclaim Beleza brushed the glass containing the wine until it was spilled.
“Aaaaaaaa! Why are you wasting the most luxurious drink in all of Bukit Barisan!” Pitung deeply regretted the actions of the Princess only wayangnya.
“Ayoyo get me Honey and my handsome babang!” beleza exclaimed at the little girl sitting nearby and ignored her father's chatter.
“Ready to do, Brother Eza!” sahut Ayoyo while taking two glasses of Honey with his tiny hands.
With a scowl Pitung immediately away from there, while Zul just smiled wryly without saying a word—for fear that the word coming out of his mouth would backfire on him.
