THE WEALTH SYSTEM
Chapter 107's

Pradita with Nabila went to CSB Mall, but they both wore unusual clothes to avoid people who knew Nabila very well.

However, Nabila is an artist, even though he is now a former artist. So the view of the community still views Nabila as an artist, and that will later trouble them both.

Pradita and Nabila went to CSB Mall on an old beat motor owned by employees who worked at the mansion. They both wear masks, and wear hats to cover the identity of the two who are already very famous in Cirebon, and surrounding areas.

“We have arrived,” said Pradita parked his motorbike in a public motor park around CSB Mall. Then down while opening the helmet on the head of Nabila, “Susah also ya life so famous people, hehehe ..”

“Yes that way, Mas. What's more terrible is that if we meet hardline fans who if you ask for photos together becomes a must. If we refuse, surely we will be hurt by them,” reply Nabila while tidying her hair, then wear a hat.

The two of them walked hand in hand as his eyes glanced to the left, and to the right. People who are afraid to recognize them both.

Arriving on the second floor, the condition was still safe. But there are some people who already suspect that it is Nabila, and Prdita. They approached Nabila, and Pradita who was in a jewelry store.

Pradita realized that, and remained calm while chatting with the gold shop employees.

“Honey, please choose the one you like!” exclaim Pradita while continuing to stroke the back of Nabila's hand.

“I like everything, Mas. How about we give it to Nira, Nathalia, and Nathania too. Surely they like,” chirps Nabila.

Making some people who know very well about Pradita's life more confident. If the man in the black hat, and the woman in the white hat who wears a white mask is Pradita, also Nabila.

“Come on we ask for photos! It must be Pradita Mahendra, and Nabila Salsabila. I'm sure!” exclaimed a mother-mak berdaster with a carcass flower motif.

His exclamation made everyone who really liked Pradita, and Nabila eventually swarmed them both. But Pradita, and Nabila do not realize that behind them both have many people.

“Come, baby! We go to the other floor!” exclaim Pradita after buying all the jewelry in the gold shop.

When Pradita turned his back, his eyes were rounded with jaws dropped, “Eeeh .. why this?” his yell.

To trick them, Nabila shouted, “That's Justin Bieber behind you!”

The silver-haired woman pulled Ryuga's hand, as everyone turned to look at Justin Bieber. Though it was just a lie that Nabila made to trick them.

Pradita, and Nabila run to the nearest elevator to get out of the CSB Mall area, because they both are not comfortable.

The two of them entered one of the meatball shops that was still empty of buyers. Then we sat down with breathless breath, and Pradita said “Fyuh .. Good thing we asked the gold shop employee to send the gold you bought home. Otherwise, we will be hassles of carrying that much gold.”

“Iiya ... Mas,” reply briefly Nabila with chest of flowers.

Pradita looked left, and right. He realized that the two of them had entered the meatball shop.

An old man sat at the cashier table with his face bent, and a blank look. Already one week of sales, one buyer has not been bought at the store meatballs. To the extent that Pradita, and Nabila entered the store was not aware of it.

Pradita got up, then stepped his foot towards the old man, and called him, “Pak, we want to order meatballs, two bowls!”

But there was no reply, the old man remained dumbstruck with a blank look, and his mind was out of nowhere.

Pradita repeated his call while shaking his palm in front of the old man's face, “Pak, we want to order meatballs!”

Still the old man with a wrinkled face is still confused, Pradita who was upset called him back with a tone of rock sound, “Pak! We're going to buy meatballs! Roaaaar!”

Suddenly the old man was shocked half to death, thought Pradita's voice was a thunderbolt in broad daylight.

“Huff ... huff ...” The old man was panting while holding his chest up and down, “A-what's up, Mas? Sorry, I didn't listen. Understandably thinking about the installment of the pot that must be paid for 10 years has not been completed-finished.”

“Ya, already. Now I order two bowls of meatballs, three classes of sweet iced tea, and if there's three glasses of iced chocolate tea,” pinta Pradita while holding back his emotions.

Quickly, and deftly, the old man named Pak Mardono immediately prepared the order Pradita requested.

Mardono was very happy, because for 7 days he sold no customers who bought it, and today the old man's sale broke eggs, because Pradita bought the meatballs.

Mr. Mardono is no ordinary meatball seller. From his movement in the presentation of the meatball, Pradita had suspected that Mr. Mardono was a fairly capable martial artist.

The white-moustached old man brought a tray of two bowls of meatballs. Then serve two bowls of meatballs in front of Pradita's table.

“Please mas!” mardono said politely, and smiled kindly.

Incidentally Pradita who has a mission to sell meatballs can compare meatballs sold by Mardono.

“The fruit is very good,” muttered Pradita with sparkling eyes after the meatballs exploded in his mouth.

Naila's face was also beaming after feeling the tenderness of Mardono's meatballs that were so soft in texture, but felt the flesh of her veins. The fruit is also so fragrant, and inviting to taste. So good Nabila ate with ravenous, and had finished eating meat first from Pradita.

“Pak, add!” call Nabila while raising her right hand.

“Ready, Non!”

Mardono again prepared a second bowl for Nabila. This time he did an acrobatic movement from the martial art of wushu, he put some spices in the bowl by throwing it up, and the spices went into it right on target.

After concocting a bowl of meatballs, Mardono brought a tray towards Pradita's table, but suddenly there was a man covered in scars on his face and scuttle Mardono's legs.

The sound of a broken bowl was heard loudly, after the bowl hit the floor surface.

Seeing this, Pradita rose with a stern look, and approached the tall man as high as 210 cm.

“Why did you spill a bowl of meatballs that my wife ordered?” pradita asked with a sharp look.

“Sorry, my legs slipped, hehehe,” replied the broken-faced man lightly.

“You need to change, fast!” pradita said with threatening eyes.

“You are deaf! My leg slipped, Fool!” sniffed the tall man.

“Mas, Mr. Gian, already. This problem does not need to be extended again —”

“Sontoloyo!” Gian slapped hard on Mardono's cheek, until he fell on the floor, and continued furiously, “I don't accept it, because of your feet that step on my feet, my shoes get dirty, moron!”

Mardono kneels with a wailing face, “Sorry, Mr. Gian. I ... I'll replace it!”

“Substitute? Cheek!” Gian spat in front of Mardono with a cynical look, and continued by kicking him in the face, “Tolol, your debt has not been paid with the interest! Where can you possibly replace?”

Pradita got on the apitam, he had clenched his hands with his neck hardened, then shouted, “Hei beast shucks from the group of outcasts! No one can show any violent acts in front of Pradita Mahendra!”

The red-haired man opened his mask, and still Gian was not afraid, even though he knew that Pradita was the king of the legal mafia in Cirebon.

“Oh, the weak king down caste yes apparently, cih!” sneer Gian with a cynical look, and continue his sneer by pointing towards Pradita, “Macan who lost his fangs is weaker than an ant. You think I'm afraid of you? After this Cirebon will definitely belong to my Master, hahahaha ...”

Amarah Pradita had reached the crown, but before Pradita issued a katana from the system inventory, the sound of a series of explosions was heard very loudly from the back of his body.

At that time everyone who walked in front of the Mardono meatball shop went straight down, including Gian's men, and Mardono himself.

It turns out that the one who shot it was Nabila who shot a rust-pulled magnum gun right in Gian's forehead.

“Nobody can threaten my husband, or anyone around me right now. If you do, then it is my action!” berang Nabila, and shot back in a row of magnum rifles until the rubber bullets ran out to Gian's body.

The tall man had collapsed, unable to endure the pain, after his body was hit by dozens of bullets by Nabila.

Pradita can only drop his jaw with round eyes. He did not expect Nabila could spread it in taking action.

Nabila asked Mr. Mardono to get up, and asked in a worried tone, because Pradono's face was bruised, and the corner of his lips was bleeding, "Father is okay?"

"That's okay, Non. Thank you for helping you," replied Mardono with a grimacing face

Nabila sat the old man to one of the chairs, while looking at the wounds on his face that were quite bruised.

Pradita approached Mardono worriedly, and asked, "Actually what happened sir?"

Mardono told me everything from beginning to end. If he has a debt to Gian who is a loan shark. The old man only owed 10 million, but he had to pay as much as 200 million because the interest given by Gian was very high. Because Mardono has not paid for 3 months, Gian charged Mardono's debt of 200 million.

“They I have to finish! Whatever happens,” lirih Pradita gritting his teeth.

"Mr, take it easy. Mas Pradita will definitely help you. I'll also definitely help —"

"But we will help in other ways. Mr teach me to make meatballs, if necessary I will give the father 500 million for the cost of learning to mix meatballs, plus this shop? How sir? tawar Pradita with a sly smile.