My wife is a Jungle

Pangirs

Zul immediately headed towards the furnace where the girls of the Jungle Tribe were cooking, and placed a clay-made skillet on top of it.

“Light the fire, Eza!” zul exclaimed after several times he swiped two stones to let out a fire, but it always failed so Beleza smiled at him.

“Take a good look at bang Zul,” Beleza said as she swiped two stones in her hand and aimed at scrap wood powder from illegal logging.

Zul is surprised, Beleza only needs to do one time and the fire is immediately lit.

“Continue we want to do, Bang?” Beleza is confused, because the cooking task is only done by girls, while the men only hunt and maintain security.

“We want to make a potion that will make you like an angel who came down from the banyan tree he-he-he ..” Zul joking.

However, Beleza is thrilled to hear that and thinks that maybe she will turn out like a beautiful woman who has undergone plastic surgery to South Korea.

Beleza watched Zul fill the water into the pan to taste and put the ingredients Pangir, then stirring it.

Moments later, Zul poured it into another container and cooled it.

“Huh... get tired!” Zul wiped away the sweat that soaked his face. “Honey... make breakfast, dong...” Zul blinked his eyes and pinched Beleza's nose.

Zul feels Beleza is very obedient to him and always does what he asks without any complaints at all—let alone accompanied by a little flurry then Beleza will be klepek like an orange cat who wants to ask for fish rations teri by wagging his tail. This is the most effective way of subjugating Beleza than the shaman way which he said can make people obey only with obscure talismans using the medium of nails, hair and cloth when it is.

Deftly, Beleza made the saltfish gulai back as it was yesterday, while Zul sat daydreaming watching him. Zul occasionally noticed the surrounding area. Looking at the security system of the Jungle Tribe, which turned out to have a group of scouts guarding the trees, the guard here is very tight once—like will War between Tribes only.

Shortly after the shift change occurred, another team replaced them, which meant the command system was running well. Zul took a deep breath, it was very difficult to escape from here. He must find their security gap and utilize the right momentum to escape.

“Tadaaaaaaa!” Beleza surprised Zul who was daydreaming—so he immediately jumped and put up Silat horses.

“Eh, it turns out Eza anyway.. wow good nih,” said Zul directly ate the fish gulai. “You didn't eat?” He saw Beleza just smiling at him.

Beleza shook her head, still with a smile that made Zul's heartbeat crack and thought Beleza was actually very beautiful, however, it rarely cleanses itself and there are no cosmetics as worn by girls in the Bukit Barisan valley.

“Open your mouth, let Brother bribe!”

Zul hears the sound of a worm singing from Beleza's stomach, but he still pretends to be full so Zul remembers his mother. When Zul was a child, his mother often brought a rice box when coming home from the celebration and gave it to Zul— then said he was still full, whereas when Zul to the kitchen his mother even ate with side dishes only.