Men's Soleh Wealth System
10. Sulking System

[ Oops! I just love imformation doang! Then I won't tell you again! ]

Aziel's lips were linked when he heard the System that had accompanied him some time sulking. But as usual, his rigid disposition, made him not intend to persuade the System.

Especially now that Aziel is talking about important things with an old man who should be the same age as himself if he is still alive. He wanted to know what to do so that the reward collected would allow him to enter heaven.

"Are you really sure you want to do it for your parents?" ask Ustadz Syahrul back.

"Of course Mr. Ustadz. I really want to do it." Aziel's brown eyes described how serious she was currently in the conversation this time around.

"Have you ever memorized a few short verses?"

Aziel flinched and returned de javu in his old school days. He is always moving, just remembering to do it when sitting in elementary school. After that, his brain thought back to counting and it turned out to be more than forty years ago.

"How about Aziel, have you ever tried to memorize short verses? I think in school there is often a short verse memorization assessment, right?"

Aziel let out his grin, scratching his head which did not itch at all. "Yes, it was SD. It's not long ago."

"Who? Are you not still in school? No time for a nap?"

Aziel turned his brain back to look for another reason. "Oh, I've been skipping a lot lately, sir. So from today I decided to repent."

"Subhanallah ... May it always be istiqomah." said Ustadz Syahrul.

[teeeet ] Notification of danger signs back in.

[You've been lying! Your funds are deducted three hundred thousand rupiahs! ]

Aziel's forehead immediately wrinkled hearing that. "Isn't cutting due to error just a gocap? Why six times this time?" rutuk Aziel reflexes for feeling unaccepted. Just now he felt happy, even had to get the bitter reality again.

"What's the mutilated thing?" ask Ustadz Syahrul back.

Aziel glanced at the man before her, then shut his mouth. He was afraid to answer this good man's question with increasing lies. Aziel glanced at the prayer guidebook earlier back.

"Can I take this home, Mr Ustadz?"

"Oh, sure." Ustadz Syahrul handed over one Quran to Aziel. "This you memorize at home! From Buraidah radhiyallahu 'anhu, the Prophet shallallahu 'alaihi wa sallam said, 'Who memorizes the Quran, studies it and practices it, says, then God will crown his parents from a light as the sun."

"From Ali Bin Abi Talib Karramallahu Wajhah he said, that the Prophet said: 'Whoever reads the Quran and memorizes it, then God will put him in heaven and give him intercession for the 10 members of his family where they have all been set to go to hell."

"So, if you can memorize the Quran, then you can save your parents from the torment of hellfire."

Inside Aziel's head immediately coiled with the people he was going to save. 'So, if I pray, it means it's for my parents who are gone. And save myself too. So, how can you memorize it? I have not yet read Arabic. But, that was ... Just like that the prayer reading stuck in my head. Can it be like that this time too?'

"Thank you, sir. Later if everything is in order, I will try to perform five prayers at the mosque. So that my reward increases, and the practices that I will bring to the afterlife will also increase."

Ustadz Syahrul nodded his head rubbing the beard hanging on his chin. Aziel nodded his head pleading to leave the mosque, and he himself was confused as to where to go.

"Sist?"

[ .... ]

No response from the system.

"Sist?"

[ .... ]

"Ooh, are you sulking? That's why my fund was reduced to six times?"

[ .... ]

Aziel began to step foot in any direction. The sky was starting to get redder in the western horizon but he still did not have a clear purpose. When he saw an uninhabited hut, he decided to stop there.

Incidentally there was a long, shabby bench and a reot. At first he tried to sit on it, and it seemed to feel quite strong. He also laid his body.

[Why sleep in this place? ]

"I don't have a home. Did you finish your crib?"

[Push cake! ]

"Not good at persuading humans, let alone not humans."

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Who knows if anyone would want to stop by my friend's work.

Name: Diyah Pratiwi

Title: The Black Wolf