Knowing the Creator with the help of the system

Chapters 2. Unhappy

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Azam stared lazily at the luxurious house that was in front of him at this time, for some reason the man was unhappy with his life at this time, not ungrateful but that was how he felt now. Not happy.

Who is not happy if life is filled with luxury, living side by side with property, living with wealth, of course everyone feels they are the happiest people, but not with Azam.

Everything is inversely proportional to the reality, even though Azam never felt happy, even Azam just forgot when he last smiled.

Not because of love or romance that makes Azam like this, but there are other things that make himself do not know what less than he is today.

"Bos why are you daydreaming?"

"Hmmm" Azam just cleared his throat not answering his men's questions. 

The man walked into the palace-like house, despite having a house as beautiful as a palace, but Azam never found happiness in it.

Azam's parents were busy with their respective work as well as with himself and his sister, there was never a joke of laughter in the mansion.

"This boss is the result that we got a week ago, the illegal businessmen who want to destroy the boss's company have been secured" an Azam employee handed out a document containing data about the men.

Azam rose from his chair expressionlessly, not even a single sound came out from Azam's mouth.  

Azam walks back into his car, but has not been able to get into the car he saw his mother and papa had just come home, with a woman who only Azam knows his name.

"Where else is Azam? Zevana playing to the house loh"  

No answer came out of Azam's mouth, the man continued his steps into the car.

Mama and her papa don't care if Azam ignores them. The parents of the two children stepped inside the house, taking Zevana in.

There was no response from the woman named Zevana, because every time she visited the Abraham family home must be the same thing she got.

Azam who never expressed, the two Azam parents who never cared and never wanted to know what their son did.

Azam's men, who were always with him, drove Azam's car, without Azam telling him where they were headed.

Azam daydreams in his car, he is thinking about his life that has everything but no happiness at all that radiates in this life.

"Why is life so empty? Though I have everything that no one else has, my parents exist, a complete family, even whatever I want I can get, but I don't know why life feels so empty" inward Azam, he stared out the car window.

The cloudy atmosphere seemed to describe the contents of Azam's heart that was so empty, even drizzles began to fall one by one.

Didn't feel Azam's men stopped his car in a building so luxurious. "We have reached the boss" said Azam's men, while opening the door for him.

Again Azam did not make a sound he just cleared his throat, justifying the suit he was wearing.

Azam walked first, while his men followed Azam from behind. "When the boss can smile when he has everything" said Azam's inner man.

He was already used to Azam's expressionless gaze.

To the place Azam was going, he looked at the people who were there with a sharp look of his.

"Kino" called Azam to his men who always accompanied Azam.

"Yes boss!"

"I ask you, what are they more fun to make?" azam asked with the sharp look he gave Kion.

"It's up to you boss!" Kino knew the answer he gave was wrong, but whatever he proposed to Azam, everything must be wrong.

"I'm lazy to take care of these worthless rats, you take care of them Kino and make sure they open their mouths, who told them to do all this"

Azam passed away just like that, after giving up all his business to Kino, having power of course many things Azam could do just like that, including telling people as well as he pleased, as he pleased.

Azam walked along wherever his feet went, he did not care about the sparkling rain that was slowly drenching himself.

The point is today he wants to find out for himself what true happiness is, Azam did not realize whether he had walked where he is today.

"What is happiness? and why is there a man on this earth? To whom should this self demand true happiness?" Azam kept asking himself.

It had been a long time since he had contemplated such things, but until now Azam had never received a proper and satisfactory answer.

Born from a wealthy family who are more concerned with material, material and material.  The other is always at number 2 right by the Abraham family, making Azam himself do not know what religion he is currently.

Although it is clear in his ID card written he is Muslim.

Azam who had walked a little far was not aware, if in front of him there was a strong wind that was ready to hit at any time.

The wind once blew away Azam and the ones around the place. "What's this?" Azam tried to open his eyes but he could do nothing.

Until 5 minutes passed the wind had left Azam who was unconscious and the place around was so messy.

Slowly Azam opened his eyes, while holding his head so sore, for some reason Azam himself forgot.

"Argh..Argh...Argh....! Why does my head hurt so much" Azam complained.

"Where am I?" I asked when I opened my eyes perfectly. "It's still in the same place, but why is this place so messy" Azam said again.

Azam saw like there was a bluish-white light in front of him, without thinking long Azam reached for the light.

Tings........! I don't know what happened Azam himself did not know, suddenly after he managed to reach the light earlier like someone was making a sound, but out of nowhere.

[(safe you managed to activate the luck system to achieve a happiness, you will know what happiness is after exploring the concurrent System Icons, once again congratulations to you!)]

" ....." Azam just frowned not understanding where the sound was coming from.

"Who's talking?"

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