Men's Soleh Wealth System
12. Night Office

"Emang why? Everyone is going to be m4ti. It could be a minute later, thirty minutes, an hour, a day, a week, a month, a year later, or some time that we cannot account for. M4ti is God's unpredictable secret. You know, when you m4ti when you haven't had time to repent, you'll regret it. When you ask for one more chance, but it's all closed, there's only one place that will accept whatever sin you have."

The Jockey's face looked at Aziel seriously. "Where is that?"

"Hell!" said Aziel immediately possessed the netra of the young man who was still unstable.

"Busey! Where are you satan?" The jockey gasped at the hell speech. The jockey glanced at both of his hands. "Gilak! You gave me goosebumps, you know?" The jockey rubbed his hand hoping the fine hairs that stood up, subsided.

"I'm serious! Hence, while you are still young, while you still have the chance, you better not do something futile!" Aziel's brown netra did not blink at all when saying such things.

Suddenly, he pressed his chest. His heart was fast. 'What should I say?'

Aziel rubbed his face with both hands. Then he pulled the Jockey towards the row of taps in the special section of ablution. The jockey looks clumsy, but patiently accompanies Aziel's movements.

After the ablution, Aziel prayed again, followed by the Jockey. The jockey pulled Aziel over for a moment whispering something.

"Out of prayer, we serve first yuk? Our savings are starting to run out. Yesterday we did not work because you said again unhealthy. Where the deposit kudu we must give to Bang Baron even though we are not in service."

Aziel nodded her head. "Well, after this we'll do it. What kind of service?"

"Regular! Night service!"

Aziel nodded her head. He waited for the time of the iqomah to be proclaimed, trying to follow other pilgrims by performing the circumcision prayer.

Soon, Aziel, Jockeys, and other worshippers performed the congregational Magrib prayer.

[ ding ding ]

[Openalty .... ]

[Your development is very rapid ]

[Even though I am quite upset with you, but I will not forget your right to have carried out the mission as a righteous human being ]

[You have succeeded in carrying out your prayers well, praying on time, even performing the prayer of circumcision, and one of the most important things, you invite your friend who never prayed, performing the congregational prayer ]

[The reward you get is Rp10,000,000.- The balance in your occult bank account is currently Rp13,000,000,- ]

[Your performance is increasing to twenty percent! ]

[Your brightness and good looks go up to fifty-five percent! ]

[However, you must not be mistaken! The system warns if you make a mistake, the scale of the reduction will increase as well. ]

[The reward you gathered this time was thirty good ]

[ TERRIFIC! Not yet 24 hours, you have raised a large enough fund, and a lot of rewards! ]

[Upgrade constantly to become a righteous man, and get to heaven! ]

[After a hundred days, you will be drawn back to the barzah realm, waiting for your time to be completely slaughtered according to the practice of penitence to improve your life, as your long-lost son ]

Aziel rubbed his face with both hands. There was a sense of haru, but he did not know how to express it.

"Goddessa ...." I don't know why he could say that without even thinking what else to say.

The jockey who had been sitting next to him, poked Aziel. "Come, hunt! We have to go to night!"

Aziel who had yet to understand the meaning of 'night service' only nodded his head. He soon rose up and came out of the mushala which had just become a place of worship.

"Come on! Where are we going?" ask Aziel again.

The jockey stared at Aziel with the prayer device from top to bottom. "We go home first!" The jockey walks first.

"Where?" Aziel followed the Jockey in the back while holding his scabbard.

"To the cage!" The jockey continued walking and Aziel was stunned following behind.

They came to a reot hut under the bridge. Aziel's face shriveled looking at the hut the Jockey entered.

"Whose place is this?"

"Two of us! Get dressed!" jockey handed me black clothes.

Aziel was still frozen to the hut that had been occupied by her son all this time. His heart was pounding again, not believing this.

'Pardon Papa, Ziel ..' she cried in her heart.