SYSTEM: Changing Hundred Faces

NEW EPISODE

DING

DING

(HOST IN NEW MISSION)

(CHANGE THE FIFTH FACE, THE REMAINING NINETY-FIVE FACES AGAIN)

Where else is this?

"Uhuk uhuk!"

Tito coughing. The rain poured down his already-drenched and cold body.

In his hand was a hoe.

Eh? Where'sisthis?

Glaring at the instant his eyes saw his body in a rectangular box-shaped excavation measuring 2 x 1 meter.

A rowdy?

Tito looked behind him. There was another adult man who was doing the same thing as himself in the rain.

It turned out that Tito and the man were grave diggers.

A rowdy? The system? This... This is a horror!

Tito bit his lower lip anxiously.

The rain continued to fall without a care on his soaked body inside the hole that was already about a meter deep.

"Kur! The job is getting bigger! Shrimp first yok, go on!"

Tito almost jumped in shock to be greeted suddenly by the man who stood on his back.

"Eh, yes. Come on!"

Tito followed the man's steps. His steps were limped and almost slipped down on the muddy red ground around the grave.

Crazy one! This is the most horrendous job. Dig a graveyard with big rain plus occasional lightning. And just a pair of doang! Hixes.

Tito felt his hair goosebumps. Walking through the gravestones that were cold petrified in the middle of a big rain like this was like a guts fight. Fortunately, not at night.

...CIBERUK PUBLIC FUNERAL...

Tito glanced at the writing emblazoned on the billboard. He and the man, who is predicted to be around 35 years old, walked faster. Room which had been seen a few meters in front of them.

Hhh... Thank goodness! I am in a safe position! Hiks, Boss! look very, look for that guy! It is hard to ask for forgiveness and the test is also hard right! Inner Tito in the heart.

"Mom, two hot coffees!" said the man who was with Tito to the mothers of the shop owners.

"Yes, Mom!"

Tito rubbed his face that was wet with rain water mixed with sweat. He looked right and left at the long but rather rickety wooden bench they were sitting on.

"Tumben is just the two of you. Where's Afif?" ask the shop owner. It seems like they already know each other.

"Lunch school, I guess!"

"Ooh!"

Tito only listened to the chat to increase knowledge about the identity of the MC who is now being possessed.

It turned out that the three of them were grave diggers. One member is a young man who is still in third grade school SMK. Pretty brave too. Out of the box his side job.

Afif. Cousin of Mas Soleh. While Tito himself still guessing what his name is. Mas Soleh called him 'Kur'. What's the name 'Gratitude', 'Kurdish' or maybe 'Parkur'? I don't know. Tito was still waiting through long conversation with Mas Soleh.

"Mr! The father! Mom passed out in the bathroom!!!"

"Bang Sakur! That's your son, Bang!!!"

Tito surprised. Mas Soleh patted his shoulder suddenly.

"Mother?" tito was a bit confused.

"Yes! Let's go home first!" said a boy about ten years old.

"Mas...?!" tanya Tito asked for the opinion of Soleh.

"Home back, gih! It's raining too. I don't think his body could be buried right now. Wait off!"

Tito nodded.

He followed the boy who had just called him father.

"Pake umbrella, sir!"

"Gee, you go! Father has this covered. Later even you come wet with the clothes of the Father!" tito's reply made the boy smile broadly.

It turns out their house is not too far from the TPU area.

Semi-permanent house that feels stuffy because the tile is much lower than the house in general, Tito entered with great caution because of the wet body.

A weakly helpless woman was accompanied only by a girl about five years old who was crying bitterly.

"Mother...! Mommy!?!" call her softly while trying to wake the fainted woman in front of her.

"Mr! Mother, Sir! I'm not getting up!" squealed the girl who jumped straight at Tito.

"Swet clothes, son!" Tito. He didn't want that sweet, crying boy wet on his shirt.

Tito raised the body of a thin woman who is the wife of Sakur, the man he now occupies his body. He brought it on a wooden cot that was just covered with a mattress floor that was already thin and a bit of a pug smell.

Tito felt his chest tight. How shiny. Poverty seems to be so fond of married couples who have two small children.

Tito sobbing.

Tito patted the woman's cheek. His tears welled up, weeping over the fate of two little boys if the woman was called the Almighty.

"Mom... Awake up!" said Tito approaching the pale woman's face. On his cheek rub. In a soft clap even Tito to get carried away with feeling and kissed his cheek several times so that the wife realized.

"Wake, Buuu! Buu... Hik hik hik!"

Now her son is crying too.

DING

DING

(SYSTEM THERE IS A MINDFULNESS AID REMEDY)

Please, I want to! Please, system!

(MISSION BONUS GIFTS CAN BE TAKEN NOW AFTER THE PROCESS IS COMPLETED)

10 %, 20 %, 30 %, 40 %, 50 %, 60 %, 70 %, 80 %, 90 %, 100 %

(PLEASE HOST GRAB IN THE RIGHT PANTS POCKET)

Thank you, Boss!

Tito scratched his pants pocket. Take out a pill-shaped candy and open the mouth of the fainted woman immediately.

Now he just waited for the reaction of the invisible pill in the body of the Mother of his Children.

And...

"Mother! Father, I'm sober!!!" squealed the boy whose face now looked happy.

"Sir!..."

The sound of the female lyrics with my eyes made Tito immediately hug her while crying haru.

"Thank God, thank goodness you woke up!"

"Sir.., your clothes are wet!" the wife muttered with a faint smile.

"Hehehe... Aye! I'm still working. Straight home because our son is following to the TPU."

"You're shivering in the cold!" he said again, unkempt to make Tito again shed tears.

How I want a wife who cares for me! Who always cares about my situation even if it's good or bad for my life! Hiks, God! I want a wife like this! Getting such sweet attention made my heart melt and melt instantly.

"Pick up a change of clothes for your Father, Adi!" he said softly and softly to the boy who was apparently named Adi.

"Ah, no need. I still have to go to the funeral. My work is not done, Mom!" my tukas make Adi look confused.

Bang Sakur's wife woke up slowly from the fall.

"Sleep! Just rest, Mom! I've calmed down to see you're sober. I'll be leaving soon. Poor Mas Soleh who's waiting at the coffee shop!"

"Sir!... I'm sorry, Mom? Mother becomes a barrier to your happiness towards a bright future. Marrying me is just the bitterness and poverty you get!"

Oh my...! Why can't tears stop flowing? Why are these words of this woman so heart-wrenching that her sadness is so painful?

Tito shook his head. He doesn't know what to say. But his heart overflowed happily, having a wife as good as this woman. Having two sweet and kind hearts and obedient to their parents.

Their economy is very weak. But the strong love and determination to always be together, shoulder to shoulder in the face of the cruel world, for Tito it is a tremendous gift. That's what Tito Damba has always been in his life.

Cup.

Cheek pecked his wife.

"I love you! Stay faithful beside me, even though poverty is testing us!"

Hixes. Amazing words that came out of my lips!

Tito took out a glass of water that was on the wooden table beside the cot.

He gave it to his wife and helped her pour it over her tiny lips. His wife left him half. Her tears were rolling from right and left. His gaze was so sincere and loving.

"I'm going to work again, Mom? Keep healthy. Don't leave me and our children behind even if we're in squalor!"

The woman nodded slowly.

Tito walked back out, after stroking the two heads of his sons and daughters.

He rubbed the remaining tears in the corner of his pupils.

The rain was still heavy, but his work spirit was even more burning.

DING

(HOST GET SPECIAL GIFT. ONE HOUSE TYPE CLUSTER IN THE ELITE MENTENG RAYA HOUSING)

Whaaah!!!

Tito even immediately prostrated himself in the field that muddled the flood of rainwater.

Thank God, thank you, system! What is a real dream?

(HOST CAN SEE AND PROVE ITSELF AFTER RETURNING TO THE HOST'S ORIGINAL LIFE)

Thank you, Boss! Thank you very much, My Lord, the Greatest!

"Bang Sakuuur!!! Woooi, spout! The body is on the road! Let's dig his grave again, let's get comfortable!"

The voices of Mas Soleh shouted to Tito who was still lying on the field.

"Eh yes, Maaas!!!" he shouted while waving his hands.

...-CONNECT-...