The Super God System: HEALER
CHAPTER 19

*This is just fictitious. There is no element of reality and reality, purely the result of the author's thoughts. For the sake of speeding up the contract, for the gift and vote yes brother ... Please ...*

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"What happened to me? Why can't I control myself?" Fanya began to climb up the table, clearing the ceiling of the hut that had many cobwebs.

Rizki smiled faintly. He was still busy struggling in the kitchen, also felt amused about the things that were also overwritten by this girl he had just known. "It seems, this time it's your turn to be the mang *sa ghost of this house."

Antonie got up, took off the tissue that was red smelling rancid and*rah it. He immediately threw it towards the kitchen corner trash can, but it did not arrive. Antonie snapped his finger back, unbeknownst to Rizki, the tissue drifting itself into the trash can.

Unlike Rizki who is more indifferent, Fanya seems to realize that all this is the work of Antonie.

"House master, let me go quickly. Do you want to ex plo i ta the minors like us?" he shouted with his hands still moving to clean the ceiling.

Antonie did not answer the young girl's um tan and chose to sleep rest, and she realized something. "system ... Lookie! I'm doing fine. Even tired of me instantly disappearing because of the cuss *that strange girl." he cheered.

"Whataa? You're saying I'm weird?" rutuk Fanya cleaned the ceiling until his face was stuck in the dust that fell.

"Generic ... Uhuk ... Fueh ... Yueeh!" dust in his mouth.

"That's a hell of a guy." Fanya glanced at Rizki who started cooking while singing.

"Wooiy, so this is your workday?" asked Fanya half cheered.

"Udah, do your job! Don't talk to me. If the food I'm cooking is not good, the ghost of this house can make me cook lunch once again!"

Rizki skillfully shook the teflon handle she was using. Meanwhile, Fanya still can not accept herself who gets the task of being a cleaner in this house.

Antonie got a thicker piece of gold with increasingly heavy weights. He bit it, and the seri teeth felt like they were going to fall out because of the density of the gold texture he was holding.

"Congratulations, you managed to climb the third level with a reward of one hundred grams of 24 carat pure gold!" say System.

"System, it looks like that girl can make me rich quick. Every time I almost fainted, he showed up and ticked me, I must have gotten a lot of gold. Hmmm ... Looks like I can build a halfway house for kids like them."

"Choover house?" ask System while doing search what is meant by halfway house.

"The system found a single titled halfway house that you said, Mr. Singed by a pe—"

"Stop! I'm not talking about songs. But a real halfway house. A house that houses abandoned children. He can stay as long as they want."

"Not only that the halfway house can be a refuge for street children from various forms of violence that may befall them from various behavioral violence in the form of sexual deviations or physical violence others."

"The role of the halfway house that I hope is as a rehabilitation place that aims to restore and instill the function of the child's brain. So, their mindset and behavior got even better."

"Gee ... Sir, your heart is very noble. It is fitting that God leave me to you. Because you have a good purpose in life and not just thinking about yourself."

"Either system, I take a break. Waiting for them to finish the job. After this, I'll sell all the gold I have, and buy them proper and more decent clothes."

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"Who?" ask someone behind a swivel chair whose backrest is quite high.

"I, Doctor." Doctor Bagas walks into Doctor Hardan's spacious study.

"What's going on?" say men with hair that has been thoroughly bleached.

braaa

The loud buzz made Doctor Bagas flinch in shock. You don't brag!

"Where could such a half-dead human possibly come back to life? Don't you!!! You are a doctor! Why do you have a mind like a bego?"

Doctor Bagas bowed down not daring to answer.

"Our task is to give hope to the patient's family, so that they can spend money on us after using a tool so that the coma human can continue to breathe."

"When their hopes and money have run out, it's when we leave them, then look for someone else who has more money with the same expectations."

"This is a hospital, it requires operational costs, medical equipment maintenance costs, the cost of salaries of doctors, nurses, and all the structural things that are here. Yes ... Healthy is especially for people who have money. While those who do not have money, simply become our financial resources in another way!"

Doctor Hardan's face looked extremely cold in saying every single word of it. A faint smile flashed on his lips. "Find it until it can! Alive or ma ti!"

Doctor Bagas bowed his hand.

"Other than you wait? Or child? Your son looks very healthy. I think if Denish's organs were sold, they would buy them at a great price." Dr. Hardan said with a cold smile.

Doctor Bagas ran to the Doctor's side and knelt cupping his hands together. "Don't! Don't be a child or anyone from my family, Doc." please Doctor Bagas.

"Now look for Fanya and the boy who was missing that time. I think they're alive. If they're really healthy, make them lum puh!"

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"Hah-hah-hah ...." Angela felt an incredible sense of tightness. Right now he was far from the usual tool that helped him breathe well.

Meanwhile, Dilla was far away by his side. "Hah-hah-Di-Dilla-Dilla ..."

bruccous

Angela collapses in the crowd, shopping mall. A young man ran quickly to check on her condition. After that, the young man raised Angela's body in a slightly quiet part of the building.

The young man was followed by two teenagers who each held a grocer with a face of sumringah.

"Hey, Bung Tuam Houses?" asked Fanya wonder why Antonie brought the fainted woman to the corner.

"It's not supposed to be taken to sa—'s house"

Rizki reflexes stuffing Fanya's mouth. He seemed to understand the meaning of Antonie's eyes wanted to bring this new girl he knew to stay away.

"He's having a tightness. The oxygen intake in his lungs was thinning. If left unchecked, this woman could have a heart attack."

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Yuuck.. Who likes horror stories? Incidentally the new Author wrote a horror story, which is not too horror, because the Author is a cowardly whistler.

Title: The House of Service

Yuuk stopped by.don't forget to press love.