The Treaty of Invisibility
TIME END

Mahmud turned his car into the parking lot of the police station. The atmosphere in the afternoon at the police station seemed to be almost no service activity because there were no visible citizens who came or went out of the office.

"Assalamualaikum, good afternoon sir," Mahmud told the guard at the table that read "Community Service."

"Wa' alaikum salam, please sit down. Can we help you, sir?" reply to officers friendly.

"Mm, look, sir. We got news from television this morning that on the toll road in central Java there was a consecutive accident, is it right sir?" ask Mahmud.

"It's right sir. Coincidentally it happened to be in our territory. Our colleagues are even still in the field helping officers from the Police because the case was immediately handed over and handled by the Police. Mmm, I'm sorry do you know the victim or one of the victims?" the officer asked.

"Yes, we hope the victims are not the people we were referring to. But at a glance if you see from the television show it is related in one of the cars with the 'L' there are two names that we know," said Gus Harun chimed in.

"If you may know what names you mean?" ask officer.

"Mm, Baharudin and Basyari sir" replied Gus Harun.

"After sir I checked the accident report data," said the officer.

"Okay sir" said Gus Harun, who was taken by Mahmud and Abah Dul.

Then deftly the officer looked at the computer monitor screen next to him. The officer immediately played his finger typing the keyboard keys. The sound of typing a computer keyboard is clearly heard filling the void. Gus Harun, Mahmud and Abah Dul can only wait for the information from the officer with a restless and anxious face.

Shortly afterwards the officer seemed to have found the file he was looking for.

"True sir, there was a victim named Ahmad Baharudin from, his ID card came from Kutai East Kalimantan and the other victim was named Mohammad Basyari KTP Surabaya. The two victims were passengers in a black Terrios car" the officer said.

"Where are the victims taken, sir?" Sela Abah Dul's.

"According to the information of colleagues in the field, the victim is currently being rushed at the area's public hospital. It just so happens to be not far from here, sir" replied the officer.

"When from here where is the road to RSUD sir?" timpal Mahmoud's.

"From here about 5 kilians, you take the road to Purwokerto city. The hospital was located before entering the city area, on the right side," the officer explained.

"Okay sir, thank you so much for the help. We say goodbye, assalamualaikum.." said Gus Harun embraced Mahmud and Abah Dul Then the three of them rushed out of the police station.

Shortly after the car driven by Mahmud has been driving in the pantura lane following the instructions of the officer earlier. In the car, Gus Harun, Abah Dul and Mahmud were silent to each other. They are immersed in their thoughts.

Gus Harun himself his heart felt uneasy, his heart continued to refuse if the victims were not his friends.

"Dul, somehow my heart always refuses if the victims are Basyari and Baharudin our friends," said Gus Harun breaking the silence.

The faces of Abah Dul and Mahmud suddenly gasped. Gus Aaron's words seemed to be the same as they felt.

"Well the same, Gus, I also feel it so," said Abah Dul.

"True Gus, my heart is also not sure if it's justad Basyari and ustad Baharudin" said Mahmud.

"So weird can be the same?" murmured Gus Aaron half asked.

"What time is it?" asked Gus Aaron to look at Abah Dul's place.

"Four hours past ten minutes Gus" said Abah Dul.

"Let's kang Mahmud speed up the road again. We have to make sure right away the victims are not our friends" said Gus Harun.

"Jih Gus" said Mahmud.

Not until 20 minutes can be seen nameboard with RSUD written clearly displayed across the right side of the road.

"Njih Gus" said Mahmud slowly turning his car across and entering the hospital parking lot.

The hospital parking lot is very crowded. There was also a police car parked near the Emergency Installation. After a while looking for an empty parking lot, finally found an empty place beside the right of the RSUD building.

Mahmud, Gus Harun and Abah Dul rushed to the entrance of the hospital. They hurriedly entered the hospital.

"Good afternoon sus, were there any accident patients on the highway this morning? His names are Baharudin and Basyari" Mahmud asked.

"Yes good afternoon, for a moment sir I check the data first," replied the hospital lobby officer.

Mahmud, Gus Harun and Abah Dul were waiting for information from the guard sisters with anxious faces.

In less than 2 minutes, the nurse gave her description after looking at the data on the computer.

"Father, here there are patients named Ahmad Basyari and Muhamad Baharudin." said the nurse.

"What room is sus?!" sergeant Gus Harun cut off the sister's speech.

"The two victims are still in room I G D sir" continued the nurse.

"Where is room I G D sus?" Ask Abah Dul.

"From the fathers of the road to the hallway and then at the intersection take the left aisle, it immediately met the room I G D sir," explained the nurse.

"Then thank you very much sus," said Mahmud embraced Gus Harun and Abah Dul.

The three quickly stepped into the hallway that the hospital lobby officer mentioned. Each of the three men raged with various feelings and estimates about the condition of Basyari and Baharudin.

It was not difficult to find the room I G D after following the instructions from the nurse earlier. Now in front of him is plastered large writing 'I G D' in red.

Seen in front of the I G D nursery there were two people in police uniforms sitting in the front seat of the room

treatment of drowsiness.  Looks like the two officers in police uniforms had something to do with the accident case on the highway. One officer in police uniform is around 47 years old while the other officer in police uniform is around 35 years old.

With a hasty step, Gus Harun, Abah Dul and Mahmud approached the two men in police uniforms who looked tired.

“Assalamualaikum, excuse me sir is it true here there was a toll road accident victim this morning sir?” asked Gus Harun while greeting the two officers from the police one by one.

“True, mm, sorry these gentlemen who are ya?” the middle-aged police officer asked back with probing eyes while fixing his seat.

“We are his brother sir from the victim named Basyari and Baharudin, how is he?” gus Harun answered and asked again who was joined by Mahmud and Abah Dul.

“Ohw, yes sir. It just so happens that we ask the fathers of all to match the name of the victim and the person. Because his identity we found scattered so we still doubt which victims named Basyari and Baharudin,” replied the middle-aged officer.

“And we are sorry for the victims who died in the accident,” the officer said.

“Innalillahi wainnailaihi rojiuun.” pekik Gus aaron, Abah Dul and Mahmud together.

Gus Harun and Abah Dul were stunned, both bodies immediately limp slammed on his back on the back of a chair next to the police. While Mahmud his mouth agape in disbelief with the news. The thoughts of the three men instantly felt equally guilty for the death of his friends.

“Has the victim named Basyari and Baharudin been confirmed dead all sir?” mahmud asked to confirm.

“Sorry my father means that the driver of the car driven by two victims Basyari and Baharudin was sir,” explained the middle-aged police.

“Alhamdulillah, Then how is the condition sir?”

“Currently both victims are still in the Emergency Installation room in medical treatment. The second doctor said the victim had heavy injuries on his head,” replied the middle-aged police pointed to the room I G D with his thumb behind him.** CONNECTED