The Treaty of Invisibility
WHAT HAPPENED TO 2 FRIENDS

At Mahmud's house, Gus Harun sits on the front porch. In front of him was a glass of black coffee and a plate of fried bananas. Although his face looked calm, yet in his heart was a deep sense of anxiety. Just like Abah Dul thought about his two friends who disappeared there was no news at all.

Occasionally Gus Aaron looked up at the sky. The color has not changed, the sky is still dark. What appears is only a thick black cloud covering the sky until the sunlight is not able to shine through to the earth. It's cloudy but not raining! The atmosphere has been since dawn or maybe it has been since last night, Gus Aaron does not know for sure.

Perhaps for the general public the cloudy phenomenon is an ordinary cloudy and never will be

thought there was something else that made the weather like that. But the other case with Gus Harun and Abah Dul, the darkness of the sky is an effect of supernatural activity.

“asssalamualaikum..” greeting voice two people simultaneously surprised Gus Aaron.

“Wa’alaikum greetings, Dul, kang Mahmud. What happened to RT?” tanya Gus Harun welcomes the arrival of Abah Dul and Mahmud.

“ya so Gus, ordinary deeds of dedemit, hehehe..” replied Abah Dul while sitting his ass on the lips of the terrace followed by Mahmud.

“Now is it settled?” ask Gus Aaron again.

“The anchovy class is Gus, hehehe..” replied Abah Dul chuckling.

“Bog you Dul,” said Gus Aaron who also laughed mingled with Abah Dul's laughter.

“Well, want to make coffee?” between Mahmud between the laughter of Gus Harun and Abah Dul.

“No need to be Mud,” said Abah Dul.

“Uduh, very tumben, really nih?!” reply Mahmud.

“Yes, no need! Not long, hehehe...” kelakar Abah Dul.

“Basic you yes!” mahmud stepped into the house.

 A moment of silence after Mahmud's death. But the atmosphere did not last long, because Abah Dul again remembered with his two best friends.

“How is Gus, it is now 10 hours but Baharudin and Basyari have not heard,”

abah Dul.

“Iya Dul, that's what I was thinking about earlier. Have you tried calling them again?” ask Gus Aaron.

“Not yet Gus,”

“Try you contact again Dul, who knows now it is active,” said Gus Harun.

Abah Dul immediately reached into his shirt pocket taking a hape. Shortly after searching for the contact number of baharudin, he attached the hape to his ear. About 3 seconds, the tone of voice in the hape sounded ‘Tut. tut... tut....”.

Abah Dul again repeated looking for contact numbers, this time the one he tried to contact was Basyari. But a few moments later the voice of the phone connection is the same as when contacting Baharudin, hape Basyari is not active.

“Tetep is not connected to Gus. What happened to Baharudin and Basyarai ya Gus?” muttered Abah Dul.

“Basyari also?” ask Gus Aaron.

“Iya Gus, two-two inactive,” said Abah Dul.

“Try directly to his house only Dul, see what is going on

there,” says Gus Aaron.

 “Oh yes Gus, why not think yes,” said Abah Dul.

After saying that Abah Dul immediately corrected his sitting position. He was cross-legged, his back

propped up on the masts, his eyes slowly closed, his mouth kamat-kamit. A moment later, his body did not move anymore. Sukma Abah Dul came out of his body and shot like lightning towards the south.

**

Kutai, kutai,

Sukma Abah Dul drifted towards the saung which is usually used as a place of Baharudin

behind the house.

“Punten excuse me yes mbak, I want to look back,” said sukma Abah Dul while passing behind the woman.

Along with the passing of the tribe Abah Dul, the woman who was his wife Baharudin suddenly looked back. He seemed to feel like something was passing behind him. The woman felt a small wind behind her like a passerby.

Baharudin's wife was flirting here and there, “It seems there are people passing by but there is no one who yes,” murmured.

“Ah, maybe wind times,” murmured again, then the woman again continued

his activities are watering flowers.

Meanwhile Sukma Abah Dul floated in front of the saung where Baharudin used to hang. Abba

Dul searched for Baharudin to turn his head to look into the saung.

“Assalamaicum, Har... Bahar...” says sukma Abah Dul.

Sukma Abah Dul waited and hoped there was a sahutan from Baharudin. But after a while it turns out there is no sahutan at all from within the saung. Sukma Abah Dul was curious, he immediately went into the saung. And it turned out that Baharudin was not there.

“Aduh, where you Har,” complained Abah Dul.

“I went straight to Basyari aja deh,” murmured.

 As fast as the flash of the succum Abah Dul again darted away from the Baharudin residence. Sukma Abah Dul moves to the Basyari residence in Surabaya.

**

Surabayan,

The Basyari residence looks crowded and the people who are on pilgrimage. Because the Basyari house is in the neighborhood

makbaroh sunan Ampel, so every day is never deserted by people who are lucky by making a pilgrimage to the tomb of one of the songo guardians.

Green painted house with a yard that is not too big it looks beautiful green in the growth of various ornamental plants. In the front yard there are three santri who are sweeping the yard and watering the plants.

 Sukma Abah Dul drifted directly to the saung where Basyari used to live in the yard next to the house. The saung also looked lonely there was no one in it. Sukma Abah Dul can immediately see it because the side walls are only covered by a quarter.

“Assalamaicum Bus... Bass... Basyari..” says sukma Abah Dul.

No sahutan, quiet atmosphere. Raut sukma Abah Dul increasingly made astonished and confused. Bharudin is not there, Basyari is also not there, “Where are they?”

Sukma Abah Dul was still stuck in his place, his mind was wondering where his two best friends went. But after thinking about it for a long time, Abah Dul did not find the answer. Sukma Abah Dul decided again, his tribe immediately shot towards the north.

“Alhamdulillah..” said Abah Dul while rubbing his face.

“Where's Dul?" gus asked Aaron after seeing Abah Dul move. He waited about 5 minutes.

 “Baharudin and Basyari are not at his house Gus,” replied Abah Dul moody.

 “Kok, strange yes Dul. not as usual,” said Gus Harun.

 “Iya, Gus,” Abah Dul sighed heavily and then exhaled loudly as if

representing the disappointment of his heart.

Gus Aaron was silent no longer asked to see the gloom of Abah Dul's face.  He seems to understand the feelings of Abah Dul even himself was equally astonished mixed with grief.

“What's with you guys?” gus Aaron said in his heart.