Men's Soleh Wealth System
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"According to him anyway, he is used to his own plot, so it is only natural not to join us-we," greeted the other members.

Aziel listened carefully to the responses of all the members. After some time, Aziel took over. "Well, if the barons with some of their members are not willing to follow what we have agreed, we better let it go."

Aziel looked at all the members who were already holding each of the large bags containing the fried chicken package earlier. "Or, is there anyone who wants to come out like them?"

All were just silent, feeling confident to stay by the side of the young man before them.

"Well, thank you for being sure to stay. We work together to become better people in the future. We should try to discard the nature in the days of jahiliyah."

"Your style is so cool, bro?" say someone new comes.

Attention turned to the young man. There was a bumbling smiling Jockey stared coldly at by everyone who was there.

"Eh, uh ... Maafed. I just want to ngingetin if the opening time is getting shorter. When to give it chicken?"

Everyone nodded and agreed. "necessarily too. We have to share this."

Without being given a cue, they disperse carrying a large pouch in each hand. Meanwhile, the Jockey is not the part of the person who distributed the fried chicken. He approached Aziel.

"The more cool you get, I see. I also just realized, the more here you are the more handsome? What is the secret to making you change so drastically? And, strangely enough, you are the son of someone important who is their leader. If I had known it a long time ago, maybe I'd have led you to your father." The jockey embraced Aziel's shoulder with his familiar.

"Well, are you interested in seeing where your father's grave is? Here, I'm temenin," he added.

Aziel gasped to realize that he had never searched where the body of an Arsen was buried. And, it is likely that his men did not know where the police planted the body m4ti as a bully4at bur0nan class bur0nan international police.

"Woi! Why just shut up?" The jockey patted Aziel's shoulder who was contemplating thinking of one thing.

"I don't know where it is" Aziel sighed. However, within his head instantly flashed an invisible figure that could give everything.

[Suprisingly, you think of me? ]

'I don't think I need to explain anymore.'

"Gue knows you must be sad, Bro. But, you and I it makes no difference that both live a kara in this world! But, ever since Bang Baron brought us together, you and I are brothers! Brothers created without the bonds of dar4h flowing in our bodies!" The jockey is still diplomatic with what's on his mind.

"That's it! Now you help us prepare drinks to break the fast for all our members!" Aziel pulled the clothes of the back of the Jockey.

"Eh, uh ... Why me? I'm not one of your babus?"

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Dugs

Dugs

Dugs

"Allahuakbar Allahuakbar ...."

"Goddessa ...."

The rumbling of relief echoed in the form of gratitude of the men with the roar's face. There was a sense of unparalleled relief that made them immediately want to gulp the syrup ice and hold one date seed that had been prepared by the Young Master.

"Eeyit! Get used to praying in doing everything!" intercept Aziel quickly.

"After all, Young Master? This thirst is incredible. We have fasted, time must be added to his fast?" ringis is one of them.

"No! I'm telling you, don't forget to pray! Come on, everybody pray iftar first!"

Kano immediately pulled out his phone. He immediately asked Mbak Gugel what kind of iftar prayer said by Aziel just now. After getting the information for a moment, Kano nodded his head.

Kano quickly shook his head. "For others, I am willing to be the representative of the other members. But, for this I have not yet confident."

"Halaaah, this Om-Om on cemen all the hell? Muscles are as big as gaban, but make a prayer just directly like a kelem cracker." The jockey got up.

"Everybody's coming with me!" Aziel's hands were cupped followed by all the men who were there.

"Bismil was bornrahmanirrahim ..." said the Jockey began and followed all who were there in unison.

"Allahuma," lead the Jockey with a loud voice.

"God." Everyone followed in unison.

"Restriches lana."

"Restriches lana."

"Fima razaqtana—" Uncompleted, Jockey gets a toyoran from Kano.

"Gue read it's not that, dodol!" decak Canoe.

The bumbling smiling jockey made both his eyes narrow and disappear. "Eh, yes ... Sorry are! Sorry, Oms. Just slip away."

The jockey repeats reciting the iftar prayer correctly, accompanied by another. Not a few who glazed when they began to gulp the sweet drink that they were ready to eat earlier.

"Goddessa ..."

Finally their thirst has changed with a sense of unparalleled pleasure. Some rubbed their cheeks, feeling overwhelmed by what they were doing today. Some enjoy dates and spend drinks, and some immediately spend one piece of chicken in front of them.

"Brooo, I managed to fast, Broo. After forty years of my age, this is my first time fasting gur, Bro."

"Gue used to fast, but thirty years ago until I myself forgot it turns out this wisdom feels like breaking the fast."

"Angir, it turns out that this Om-Om has been all over?" jockey scratching his head staring at the men who are busy with their own self-mustained.

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After tarawih, like the night before. Aziel will be on a mission for a second juzz deposit.

[Tonight I'm waiting for a deposit for the second juzz. Surat Al-Fatihah 1-7 and Al-Baqarah 1-141 ]

Aziel took a long breath. Al-Baqarah is the longest letter in the Quran. "Can I memorize a letter that can be half a page?"

Tok

Tok

Tok

There was a knock from outside.

"Yes?" asked Aziel briefly.

The jockey opened the door and peeked through a small crack in the door."I thought, during this fasting month I'd like to stay at the chicken shop aje ye?"

"Why?" aziel asked was still short.

"The S3tan that was in my body burned when you saw me last night for."