My wife is a Jungle

Pretend Plain

Zul actually pretends to be innocent, because as a man who lives in the all-powerful now—of course he knows what Beleza wants even though Zul has never done it, he knows what he wants, but if he holds a mobile phone then just one click the scene of a mechanical fight will appear.

As a tough guy, he was even very tempted by the temptation of Beleza who made his breath gasping for breath because he had to hold the little one to not wake up. However, Zul knew, if he did it now then there would be guilt in his heart if he managed to escape from here—because Beleza would contain the superior seeds he planted.

“My handsome branch come on,” whispered Beleza already can't wait to wrestle with Zul. However, there was no response from the gap seems. “Hey, bang don't sleep, dong?” He shook the body of Zul who pretended to sleep.

“Ah, this girl is aggressive once, kayak cat garong only!” Zul grumbled in his heart.

Zul also opened his eyes, he was confused for the most appropriate reason and measured— to be able to ward off the wishes of Beleza who seemed to be at the top of Bukit Barisan.

“Eza babe ...” Zul tilted his body and looked at Beleza's face, stroking his cheeks gently as in the soap opera— scene because he had not dated or married so he could only imitate that scene. “Abang is tired, tomorrow only, yes!”

“But aunt Oong said, usually men who just can't wait to do ahem-eheman. Uh, this is Brother who is even weak legitimate watt!” Beleza was instantly moody and pouting.

Zul let out a long sigh, confused to give a reason, let alone? It seems Beleza's desire for mechanical fighting is no longer unstoppable.

Beleza then hugged Zul and kissed him on the cheek, The bininya no longer want to procrastinate. However, suddenly an excuse crept into Zul's mind and grinned at his extremely aggressive bin, even Zul was made difficult to move.

“Ayang bebeb .. not Abang do not want, but the scent of your body ...” Zul closes his nose and pretends to vomit. “When was the last time you took a bath, then our child would be born like a monkey!” Because the people of the Jungle Tribe strongly believe in mystical things—henya he uses it as a weapon trick Beleza.

“Ummm... when did Eza shower last time, huh? Maybe... when rained last year!” Beleza was honest.

Wrinkling Zul's forehead heard it, even though he himself did not shower him day—then his mother at home will babble which makes people one village get free information about his bad habits.

“You didn't take a shower? Really ter-la-lu ...” Zul shook his head in surprise.

“How else, it is our tradition to rarely take a bath,” Beleza said smiling wryly to get a sneer from her husband. “Alright, Eza will shower now!”

“We're just sleeping. Tomorrow Brother will help you clean your body in the river,” interrupted Zul while watching the face of Beleza. Then he said again, “Actually you are beautiful, just not good at decorating.” Zul praised him so that Beleza was not sad.

“Bulkah?” sahut Beleza smiled brightly.

“I slept first, yes.” Zul soon turns his back on Beleza again, but Beleza forbids him.

“If you want to sleep; just sleep. However, you cannot turn your body. Eza wants to look at your face even longer, to be carried away by dreams later!” whispered.