Novel & Cerita Doa Orang Meninggal

I shouted with all my might. "I'm sorry, treasure, but I'm afraid that's impossible." some of the men told me. "What are you going to do? Please take everything ... I'll give you everything but let us go." I was dying of fear. I didn't know what was coming. They were laughing. Apparently it was funny for them that I was praying for our lives. "Treasure, your man owes us so much moee than just money and he will pay with his life," said one of the men.

That's when I smiled. Looks like she's the Guardian of Soul of these centuries. The 2000th centuries, Guardian of Soul. "Dean, please listen to me. Don't go to your office just for today." That's when I gasped for breath. In fact, no matter what a person does to avoid their death, nothing will happen, he will not die today. He will also die the next day because that is the design of death. They would just give the death compiler a lot of work for what they were doing and they would bother us, who still had to hunt for fifteen souls per day and ten at night. Let's say we don't sleep and rest but don't they know that it took a long time to make death notes and reports to be forwarded to the mi

“passed away” I force my face to arrange itself into what hopefully passes for a grateful smile. “Thank you.” Back at my desk, I pull out a sheet of paper and try to write a list of good things in my life. One: I have a roof over my head. Sure, for now I do. Two: I’m not dead. But the only person I had in the whole world is. Sighing, I give up and crumple the paper into a ball. Students are turning in their tests and starting conversations. Evidently every test day is followed by some free time.

A total of six notification sounds rang off, and the Death Judge sent six messages in a row. — Death Notice! Subject: Madeleine Crime: Trafficking of human organs, murder Executor: Death Judge Execution Date: May 5, 2021 Death Notice! Subject: Trevishan Crime: Trafficking of human organs, murder Executor: Death Judge Execution Date: May 5, 2021 — There were a total of six death notices in this format. The six of them looked at their own death notices. Their faces were frighteningly pale, and their bodies were trembling. “We’re doomed! We’re doomed! We’re doomed!” They all started sobbing.