VIRGIN SYSTEM

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"I'd like to ask Master for help, can you?"


"Help?" the woman sitting in the waiting chair, in front of the inpatient room nodded. "What help?"


the woman nodded. For a moment he sighed deeply to gather courage. "Our family needs a lot of money. I want to sell my chastity to Master, do you want to?"


Rafi's forehead instantly wrinkled. In his face the woman who was still lowered without daring to return her gaze. Rafi rubbed her face roughly then she sat down next to the woman. Now Rafi's mind again remembered the system that some days he ignored because of his busyness with the office world. Rafi almost forgot about the mission. But now, the road to complete the mission even came to him alone without Rafi looking.


"Explain first, the right reason, why did you decide to sell your crown?" rafi asked with eyes constantly staring at the woman next to her.


The woman turned her head, returned Rafi's gaze for a moment, then her gaze turned straight ahead. "We were wrapped up in a considerable debt on one of the online loans. Actually it wasn't our doing, but it was our parents' making. Because of the debt that we thought was too much, both of our parents ran away somewhere, leaving me, my brother and my two sisters."


"Geez!" Rafi squealing. "How can you?"


"Yes, that's how it is, sir. The only valuable thing we have is a home. But the house certificate was mortgaged by my parents and for three months we were under threat that our house would be confiscated. We were confused, sir, for our daily meals were often lacking," the woman told him with quivering lips and reddened eyes holding back tears.


Rafi let out her breath slowly and she also circulated her gaze in another direction. Rafi never thought, there are problems faced by every human being. And that makes Rafi wonder, why every poor person always gets problems related to money.


"Are you thinking mature? Don't make decisions you'll regret?" Rafi tried to give advice first. Let your father Rafi not want to enjoy something that will grow the biggest regret in the woman.


"I've thought very carefully, sir. I've even talked about all this the same brother."


"He agrees?' rafi asked with a surprised look and the woman nodded. "Geez!"


Rafi then nodded her head to understand the anxiety and burden borne by the woman. "How much do you want to sell? What to pay off debt or what?"


The woman turned her head back and looked at Rafi long enough then she looked down again. "I don't know how much the crown will cost. The intention is that the money is indeed to make up for the debt so that we are not pursued by the depollector, sir."


Rafi nodded her head several times. "If I may propose, mending you move out of that house. The money you can use to start a business with your brother. Instead of that money, pay off debts that you do not enjoy. Keep going you confused again because all the money you have used to cover your parents' debt."


The woman fell silent, but her mind digested every word that came from Rafi's mouth. "Is it better to talk to my brother first, sir? I'm confused about how many crowns I want to sell?"


"It's up to you how good it is. But yes it's good if your brother knows that too."


"Okay, sir, thank you for the advice. But you're paying my crown, aren't you?"


Rafi nodded without any burden. The woman smiled and she immediately moved to her sister's nursery. While Rafi chose a farewell as soon as she returned to meet the sister of the woman.


Elsewhere, it appeared that five burly men were engaged in serious talks. The men, whose backs have fish bones tattooed with TGM, seem to be planning something like a plan they once had to target.


"So tomorrow, you should already be in the location around Mr. Moreno's house, and you keep an eye on the location around the place where the goddamn kid's boarding house is, " said Bawor, the leader of the group. "While others include me standing guard at the party site. Kiali here, we have to really get to our target, okay?"


"Understand boss!"


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