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70. Ancestral Culture

"Hi, who are you!".

Snap them.

"Take him off!!"

Zizi even snapped back.

"What is your business, why have you come to interfere in our affairs!"

Said the ladies.

Zizi clenched his fists.

And of course Zizi jumped nimbly, punching one of the ladies who looked so graceful and beautiful.

"Oh."

The beautiful dayang 11 12 with Prinses Syahrini was rubbing his face which was hit by Zizi's fist.

While the other ladies stared at Zizi angrily.

🎶Down down sintren

Sintrene midadari nemu

Yun swing

Nemu kemun Nyun swing

The jaya indra

Midadari.

Down down sintren

Sintrene midadari nemu

Yun swing

Nemu kemun Nyun swing

The jaya indra

Midafrom temerang🎶

The song was still heard along with the accompanying music that sounded as if it was around the field.

"Dwilling..."

Maria was about to float towards Zizi, but the ladies who had become angry finally rampaged.

StM-style bar brawls are also inevitable.

Maria and Shane, who realized it was Zizi's fault, certainly could not fully fight the ladies.

They know the ladies are innocent, the wrong one here is Zizi who always grusa grusu.

Zizi kicked the maids who were ganging at him.

The maids threw their shawls at Zizi until Zizi was wrapped around the shawl.

"Toss him."

Said one of the maids who now ensnared Zizi's body with her shawl.

Zizi tried to fight, then inside him as if going out Jayapada energy, then, the ladies first threw Zizi into the middle of the field with the girl whose body was tied to a rope and her eyes were covered in black cloth.

The zizi and the girl were then covered in a large chicken cage that was covered in black cloth.

🎶Down down sintren

Sintrene midadari nemu

Yun swing

Nemu kemun Nyun swing

The jaya indra

Midadari.

Down down sintren

Sintrene midadari nemu

Yun swing

Nemu kemun Nyun swing

The jaya indra

Midafrom temerang🎶

The song is getting more and more heard.

The zizi who was annoyed at being covered in chicken cage instantly woke up from his curled up position.

The shawls of the ladies who wrapped her up had come off.

"As for the obscure ladies, calm down, I will save you!"

Zizi said to the girl who was tied to the rope and her eyes were covered in it.

Zizi then saw in front of them there were cloth, kebaya, powder and various other beauty tools, as well as sunglasses.

"What's this?"

Zizi threw the stuff because he didn't know what it meant.

Not to mention that Zizi understood the real situation, Zizi felt something strange.

Because at this time he not only heard the song Sintren sung, but also the scent of seven flowers and incense that was getting stronger and stronger and cheering like a human voice.

The curious zizi who wanted to teach her another lesson soon the ladies finally stood up and kicked the cage that covered her and the girl who was also curled up with her in a bound position.

Zizi who was now standing in the middle of the field was shocked, as were all who saw Zizi.

A completely different scene was now before Zizi's eyes.

He was no longer in a field in the forest, but in the middle of a field of a human village.

Zizi also saw men in black suits carrying containers filled with frankincense and seven-figure flowers.

Everyone was confused looking at Zizi, even Zizi who was more confused.

"You what? You who?"

Ask the man in the black suit who carries incense.

It is too modern, and what was kicking the cage until it bounced up to the audience.

Ah really, even from the time before Christ, no pre-daughter lady-in-waiting was called to kick the cage.

"Lha even you ask, what should Zizi ask this? Why are people tied up and locked up being watched?"

Pissed Zizi.

Haiy... The man in the black suit hissed.

Basic children today do not know the heritage of ancestral culture, create emotions of the soul.

The man dressed in black with a black headband with a writing pattern put a container of frankincense and seven-figured flowers.

His assistant helped the girl who was tied to a rope and had her eyes covered in black cloth.

The man dressed in black then did a special movement of silat warriors who would compete.

Thumbbug... Thumbbug... Thumbbug...

Zizi raised both his eyebrows.

It's why people fight duels anyway. Inner Zizi.

Zizi nodded her forehead.

The new zizi was about to speak, when suddenly from the audience came shouts and screams.

Some audience mom and girl trance.

They shouted while glaring, the black-clothed man so panicked and immediately rushed towards the possessed spectators.

"All because of you, just screw it up."

The man said Zizi made a scratch on his head.

What Zizi is wrong, Zizi nolongin girl who wants to be eaten by the fifth forest lady.

Zizi follows the man who is now trying to help the possessed audience.

"The son of man spoils our pleasure, you little brat, the son of morakles."

Said one of the possessed mothers.

Zizi.

The male audience who were there helped the black-clothed men gather the possessed women.

They were all laid out in the middle of the field, then smashed.

The Zizi who was back following sat down preceptively near the little girl who was also possessed.

"Naughty zizi."

Said she.

Zizi immediately hit his head.

"Silent. Back to the woods."

Omel Zizi's.

"Zizi's a bad boy."

Said the boy again.

Haish...

Zizi was upset to want another nabok, but suddenly there was a hand holding back the movement of his hand.

The smell of jasmine, Zizi knew that scent.

Zizi looked up at his face, and rightly Nyai Retnoasih was standing there.

The black-clothed man who was kamit reciting the spell finally fell silent while his eyes caught the extraordinarily beautiful figure of Nyai Retnoasih present there.

"Good fifth forest lady-in-waiting, forgive my grandson's ridiculousness, he doesn't know if you're just playing with humans."

Retnoasih said with her soft voice.

The maids who possessed the audience stared at Retnoasih.

"What I have to do to make amends for my grandson, I will do, my grandson only wants to pass through the fifth forest, let him pass, and let his mistake be my substitute."

The ladies-in-waiting who possessed the audience one by one came out, they then sungkem on Retnoasih.

"Gusti Retnoasih, we certainly do not dare to ask you anything after you first saved our forest from the Gendruwo who also want to expand power."

Said one of them.

"But this kid hasn't ruined your fun today?"

The ladies turned to Zizi who grinned while raising his two fingers sinlessly to form a V and then form a love of Korean artists.

"Peace and love."

Zizi.

Haish... They hiss.

"We really don't know he's your grandson."

Said one of them again.

Retnoasih.

"Yes she's a little different, she looks more like my mother."

Retnoasih laughed.

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Note :

Sintren is one of the cultural heritage where a girl tied with her eyes closed in the confinement which has also been provided clothes and makeup equipment. After being smeared by someone who knows the reading, once the cage is opened, the girl who originally had not used makeup once out is already beautiful and also changed clothes.

This ancestral culture can be found in the coastal areas around Cirebon and Brebes. It's just that these days it's getting rarer to find.

Of course not only sintren, but also the range of ebeg in Purbalingga, even wayang kulit, wayang golek, traditional dances and so on have also begun to erode the flow of modernization.

Do you know us too? Even the ancient Javanese books that contain stories about the fame of the ancestors of the archipelago that can read are people from France and the Netherlands?

It is your duty to the younger generation and also to mothers like us who have children, starting from the family to love more whatever is in our own country.

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