Men's Soleh Wealth System
57. Wrathful

The jockey was stunned to hear Azan's voice signifying that he could no longer continue eating. Aziel pulled the date which was clamped with two Jockey fingers and put it back into the box and then put it into the refrigerator letting the Jockey shock sculpt alone.

Some time later, Aziel was ready with his Muslim clothes and as it turned out, the Jockey still stood in the same position and style. Aziel exhaled heavily patting the Jockey's shoulder.

"Oiy salad!" he said right in front of the Jockey's face.

The jockey jerked and shook his head. "Have you done the sahur?" again, he looked in disbelief.

Aziel glanced at the clock. "Well, since five minutes ago! Pray to the mosque!" Aziel walked out without waiting for the jockey who was still confused to force to accept the situation.

Aziel walked towards the mosque alone. He seemed to understand the Jockey who was still in shock to give up his sahur time, letting his friend not participate in congregational prayer.

Inside the mosque, members who pray in the mosque are not as much as the first day of Ramadan. In addition to the Baron and several other members who left yesterday, there are several more who did not come with the cause of fatigue including Kano.

"Pity them, Young Master. Those who are not accustomed to fasting experience a decrease in health. Plus the age is no longer young," said one member gave an excuse.

Aziel did not respond and moved quickly towards the chicken shop, becoming their base camp these days. Aziel found the situation there from a very crowded distance. However, as he got closer, the atmosphere of the night felt quiet.

"out! I know you're okay!" aziel shouted with a voice typical of teenagers.

Slowly, there were movements of some people who had been hiding while cleaning their mouths. Aziel caught it and shook his head.

"Is that all you're doing?"

"I'm sorry, it's just that we can't, Young Master," said one of the members who bowed his head.

Aziel headed towards the kitchen, picking up a pist0l-shaped fire batter. He pulled the trigger on the object, until it let out a fire on the end. Without a second thought, he pointed to the members who were caught off guard, including Kano.

"Why are you afraid? In fact, you have already dared to challenge yourself to go to hell!"

Kano raised his face. "Sorry, Young Master. Of course we were afraid, because the fire was so hot."

"Do you not know, the heat of fire in this world is nothing compared to the heat of hellfire? Why are you scared? Aren't you ready to face the heat of hell?" cecar Aziel's.

"We dare not, Young Master. How nature after death was, we can't imagine."

"Do you want to try what m4ti feels like? However, I cannot guarantee the best place for you there. While this little fire you guys are already so scared!"

"You know, the most important regret that cannot be changed is time. At least you guys are luckier than a guy named Arsenio Wijaya! He m4ti in a state of hin4 with a mash of sin ensured himself to be the one to be occupied in the crust of hell. Do you want to be like that too?"

Everyone who was there didn't budge. All the past sins they committed passed quickly in memory.

"I don't want you guys to be like that either. Even your only child is not how to know your death? your feelings?"

"I'm not married, Young Master."

"My wife is far away in my hometown."

"My wife is not pregnant yet."

Mutual violence made Aziel angry. "I'M NOT ASKING WHERE YOUR SON IS!!"