Men's Soleh Wealth System
18. The Little Thief

[Congratulations, you just finished your mission so well. As I promised, all the funds you have will be increased by three times. ]

[The funds you have before are Rp21,000,000,- ]

[Now the funds in your account rose to Rp63,000,000.- ]

[Your performance is increasing to thirty percent! ]

[Your intelligence increased to 75 percent. ]

[Your brightness and good looks go up to sixty percent! ]

[The reward figure you get on the morning mission is a hundred degrees ]

Aziel's lips flicked with a faint smile. 'Although this isn't as much as I got before, but it's quite, ' her inner self.

Suddenly, he was startled by someone from behind who patted him on the shoulder. Aziel glanced at someone who put on an angry face towards her. However, Aziel only put on a flat face and came back preoccupied with his thoughts. He felt he did not know the man.

"Heh, boy!" snapped it.

Aziel ignored him because he did not feel at all. It is trying to communicate with the System in the mind. However, it turned out that this time his hand was pulled violently by the man earlier.

Aziel glanced for a moment, the fat man sharpened his eyes looking at her. "Get out!" snapped the man dragged Aziel from his position earlier.

So as to make all the pilgrims who are performing worship, look wonder at them. All the male pilgrims tried to get up and stop the action of the man who attracted Aziel.

"He must be expelled from this mosque! He's a thief! Soon the infak box in this mosque will be stolen!" The man continued to roar when asked to stop his actions.

"Ofuck! You should have defended me! Not him! He often tried to get into my house. I have stolen many of my precious things."

On the other hand, the Jockey patted his head seeing Aziel being mobbed by the congregation. Quietly, he chose to leave and leave Aziel with the problem he was now facing alone. The jockey walked quickly away from the mosque towards the hut house feeling a very magical nice house. However, when he entered the house, it was no different from the hut he had been in.

The jockey scratching his temple glanced at the entire part of the house. "Did I dream once?"

The jockey chose not to bother. After this he chose to go into his room. He remembered the money he had saved last night, a gift from Aziel. As he checked back, he was surprised to see the pile of money that Aziel had given him last night, turned into a leaf.

"Who? Where's my money? Why is all my money turning into leaves?" The jockey scratched his head. "Am I still dreaming?" The jockey pinched himself. "Aawww!" he realized that this was not a dream like his hope.

Meanwhile in the mosque was Aziel was surrounded by worshippers who were curious prayers on Aziel. Mr. Rudi reported that the young man currently standing in the middle of them was a thief.

"It's not just my valuables that he stole. He's also stolen my son's pet chicken, and the goats we let go while foraging."

Mr. Rudi walked around Aziel who looked confused and sad.

He had just realized something that made Arsen who was in the body of this child, turned out to be experiencing dark and difficult times. During his disappearance eleven years ago, Aziel was stranded in the Baron's confines.

Aziel knelt before everyone and the person who was there. Not out of fear, but his soul was in a slump, imagining Aziel's difficult time meeting her own needs.

'Aziel, forgive this useless papa of yours. Though, all the treasure that Papa seeks, is to be given to you. However, Papa was already m4ti before he could meet you, ' his cry in heart

"See that! He confessed, right?" Mr. Rudi still has not finished his prov0kasi.