The Treaty of Invisibility
AT THE END OF TIME 4

The four police officers from the Police seemed to think hard, it was seen from the look of his face by frowning deeply. The room was instantly silent without anyone to say a word, though,

only the sound of a knock on the armrest of the chair played by the fingers of the Kanit who handled the accident case.

While Gus Harun, Abah Dul and Mahmud also think the same discrepancy. They are equally thinking about the possibilities that happened to Basyari and Baharudin.

“How can it happen like this?” gus Aaron said in his heart.

“Means Basyari and Baharudin are doing well,” Mahmud guessed in his heart.

“Where are Basyari and Baharudin now?” abah Dul asked in his heart.

Spontaneously Abah Dul glanced at his watch, he saw that the clock hand had shown the number at 5 past 30 minutes.

“So how is this sir?” abah Dul asked breaking the silence.

Sang Kanit took a deep breath and then threw it down and answered with concern, “We have not been able to decide what sir. But we will continue to follow up on this case until we really find a bright spot. We ask for a phone number that can be contacted when there is further development,” replied Kanit.

“Alright sir, let my phone number be,” said Abah Dul then gave his phone number which was recorded directly on a piece of paper by one of the police members.

“For a while the fathers will go home later we will notify if we have found a bright spot. And we also asked for his cooperation when the fathers first met with brother Ahmad Basyari

or even Muhammad Basyarudin, we beg you to immediately send us. Please note or save my contact number pack,” said Kanit.

Abah Dul also immediately hit the phone button to enter the phone number in accordance with Kanit mentioned.

“Sorry to whose father?” ask Abah Dul after he finished entering the phone number.

“I am Arif Rahman, Kanit who handled this accident case,” replied Kanit.

“Good sir, then we beg you to pay directly back to West Java,” said Gus Harun after seeing Abah Dul finished saving Arif Rahman's contact number.

“Iya sir, monggo.. monggo, thank you very much in advance for the description of the fathers of all. Soon we will notify,” reply Arif Rahman.

After experiencing one by one, Gus Harun, Abah Dul and Mahmud also say goodbye to leave the office of Purwokerto police to return to Sukadami village.

“Kang Mahmud we look for the mosque yes, we pray magrib first soon enter the magrib time,” said Gus Harun after the car came out of the police station.

“Njih Gus,” sahut Mahmud.

On the way home, various allegations were made from Gus Harun, Abah Dul and Mahmud regarding the accident involving the names of two friends.

“Why can it be like that huh Gus? Is it possible that the victims were criminals?” ask Mahmud.

“You mean Dul?!” sergeant Mahmud.

“Ya if we think, how can the car and goods belonging to Basyari and Baharudin including his wallet also exist in others,” said Abah Dul.

Meaning Basyari and Baharudin were robbed?” mahmud asked without looking and his eyes remained straight looking at the road ahead of him.

“Well, I also suspect like that. I was worried about Basyari and Baharudin if they were robbed,”, Gus Harun said.

“Yes Allah, protect our brothers Basyari and Baharudin.” murmured Gus Aaron pray.

“Amiin..” Say Mahmud.

Amiin..” follow Abah Dul.

“It's in front there's a kang mosque!” exclaimed Gus Harun pointed to a signpost with a picture of the mosque that reads 50 meters.

“Njih Gus,” sahut Mahmud.

Not long after, Mahmud turned his car into the courtyard of a rather large mosque. Just after Mahmud stopped parking the car and turned off the engine, the sound of azan echoed from the mosque's loudspeakers.

Gus Aaron, Abah Dul and Mahmud rushed down and walked towards the place of the wudlu. Seemed lined with faucets to take a lot of water wudlu, quite a lot, maybe the mosque is a mosque that is usually approached by road users or inter-provincial bus groups who want to travel on pilgrimage to the tombs of large scholars.

Because at this time there are also two buses with banners beside it that say ‘TOURISasi RELIGIOUS JAMIYAH AL IKLAS’ there are also several private cars with number plates from outside the Purwokerto area.

Inside the mosque, worshippers who want to perform magrib prayers almost filled the mosque. Gus Harun, Abah Dul and Mahmud immediately took place following the shaff mingled with other pilgrims’ah in the position almost at the back.

Less than 5 minutes of magrib prayer which is only 3 minutes when it was completed, Gus Harun, Abah Dul and Mahmud hurriedly came out and queued a little while at the door so many jama’ ah.

Abah Dul again reminded that the time now shows at 6.16 minutes west Indonesia time still see his watch after the car came out of the mosque parking lot.

“How many hours will it get to home kang?” gus Aaron asked, looking at Mahmud, who was behind the wheel.

“About three hours Gus,” replied Mahmud.

Gus Harun spontaneously played his fingers to count the estimated hours until returning home around 9 or 10 p.m.

“We still have enough time,” said Gus Aaron.

Shortly after the car driven by Mahmud had entered the toll gate in the direction of Jakarta, after paying with a few pieces of thousands of toll gate bars was opened. (At that time the toll road user transaction still uses cash and has not been obliged to use E-Tol card.

Mahmud immediately stepped on the gas pedal inside and the red Avaza car was speeding over the toll road to the west. Fortunately, in the toll road there are not too many other toll road user vehicles

so that the car glides fast without obstacles.

Gus Aaron who was sitting next to Mahmud frowned looking at the western end of the sky. The weather in the western horizon still looks a blackish red tinge of light bias dusk that soon will

change from day to night. Gus Aaron saw clearly in one of the western skies that rolled up a black cloud like a shadow over one region.

“Try you look above the sky there,” said Gus Harun while pointing to a cloud of black clouds in the distance.

Abah Dul and Mahmud looked towards Gus Harun's index finger. Mahmud, who had a wider field of view than Abah Dul, was sitting in the middle seat, only twitching his eyes.

“Contain?” mahmud did not understand Gus Harun's intentions.

Another case with Abah Dul, he has the same thoughts as Gus Aaron. Abah Dul felt that thick cloudy was not ordinary cloudy.

“Is that cloudy over Sukadami Gus village?”*** connect