My wife is a Jungle

My wife is a Jungle
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Zul felt like someone was oppressing him, breathing was difficult—so he thought maybe the Forest Waiter was entering it, because he was disappointed in the Jungle Tribe that did not make Zul as a victim for him.


Zul commits to reciting a prayer so that the Ghost who possessed him immediately ran away from his subconscious, but suddenly Zul felt the Prayer was not granted. “Eh, I turned out to read the meal prayer!” I was nervous to read the prayer wrong.


Zul thinks maybe more he asked Beleza for help, so that the bininya asked for help Supreme Support of the Jungle who drove out the ghosts who possessed him.


However, to Zul's surprise, it turned out that Beleza was trapped; his twin mountains drowned Zul's face so he could not breathe.


“Hey, wake up!”


“Wake up!”


Zul's voice sounded indistinct in Beleza's ear, so he just yawned with his mouth gaping.


Zul immediately closed his nose, because of the aroma that came out of his Bin's mouth, “really ter-la-lu!” As Bang Rhoma said, it can make a person fly to the seventh sky.


“Swipe! I want to go out, since when my body became a soft mattress.. when thin like this!” Zul grumbles and wants to nag Beleza, but he remembers his bin father is the Commander of the Jungle Tribe who can defeat the tiger in a hand-to-hand duel.


Beleza immediately moved next to Zul and was very happy that her husband did not run away last night.


Zul immediately stood up and opened the door of the cottage, so that the cold air of the Bukit Barisan mountains immediately made Zul shiver cold—when when his body was crushed Beleza, he felt still warm. However, not being able to breathe is a lack of.


“You take a shower!” suhut Zul while doing muscle stretching. “It was the habit of the ghost valley man, from generation to generation,” he said again while imitating the Jungle's speech.


Beleza immediately stood up as well and hugged Zul from behind.


“Eza follow.. instead of Brother say want to bathe me also hi-hi-hi ..” Beleza giggles like Kuntilanak in a ghost movie.


“Ah, shit! Follow him anyway. Though I ‘kan want to run away,” grumbled Zul in heart. Then he thought how to polish the bin so as not to smell and kumel again, and he remembered the tradition of Marpangir among Batak Islam in order to welcome the holy month of Ramadan. Where they will bathe using Pangir which is seven typical scented foliage that is boiled to smell fragrant, like a dululah shampoo. “Hmm, fine... follow me!” take Zul down the stairs of their cottage.


“Ayooooo!” sahut Beleza was happy, although he did not know what marpangir Zul meant. However, being treated well made him happy.


Zul headed to the Jungle general kitchen and noticed if there were any ingredients to make Pangir there.


“What are you looking for?” Beleza asked with a confused facial expression—because Zul stared at all corners of the Jungle Tribe's soup kitchen like KPK auditors who were conducting audits in the work room of suspected corruption actors only.


“Pandan Leaves, Orange Leaves, Patchouli Leaves, Embelu Stems, Kausar Root, Fragrance Lemongrass and Pinang Flowers. All the required materials are here, where did you guys collect these and for what?” A bright smile emanated from Zul's face which since waking up was very tangled, wrinkling because Beleza stuck to him—so he could not escape.


“Ooo, it is collected for the purposes of Grand Shaman!” beleza answered who was still curious about what Zul took, even though her husband had said he would make Pangir.