The Treaty of Invisibility
DECISIVE

All honestly, Mahmud's body felt limp as soon as he saw the condition of Dede in his lap that looked increasingly lost

a reddish hue on both cheeks of Dede. Poking his back desperately against the wall of the pit, Mahmud leaned back and looked at the face of his nephew whom he had considered his own son with a feeling of being struck.

Without feeling the tears Mahmud slowly melted and fell on both cheeks as he looked at Dede's face

innocents innocents. The face of the 3-year-old child looks paled weakly rolled still moving with his head slightly bent.

Mahmud's heart felt grief the second time he found Dede dead. He stared fixedly at the tiny face on his lap, but deep in the heart of his heart Mahmud constantly prayed for the miracle to come.

Unwittingly, Mahmud's teardrop fell right into the gap between the boy's tiny lips, a few drops of water

those eyes then seeped into Dede's mouth. Mahmud blinked his eyes, which made the tears that fell between Dede's lips wet him even more.

Mahmud could no longer hold back his cries, sobbing against the wall of soil at the base of the burrow

allahat. Until the sound of his crying can be heard by the people above him is no exception Arin and Dewi.

“Mas... mas Mahmud... Is Dede really alive?” tanya Arin tilted her head looking into the burrow.

“Why is Mahmud crying?” timpal Goddess.

All eyes are immediately fixed on the area of the cemetery that has been opened. They were all looking forward to Mahmud's answer to the question that Arin and Dewi had been asking was full of curiosity.

“Is his son Kosim alive again?” whispered some people.

“It feels impossible, Din..” reply other citizens.

“But look at the child's body is still intact not damaged at all,” said another resident.

“Yes too yes, why can that be?” ask the first whisper.

“But said Mr. RT, kang Mahmud got a dream told to quickly dismantle the child's grave because from the dream clue he said he was still alive,” said the middle-aged man.

“If the dream kang Mahmud anyway, I really believe Mang Dirman. But look at that kang Mahmud seemed to be crying while hugging his son Kosim,” timpal other residents.

A chat that is almost the same as discussing one topic about his son Kosim continues to be discussed by residents who flock and surround the grave that is dug. All eyes could not pay attention to everything that happened in the area of Dede's grave.

The sky above Sukadami village is still unchanged, gray cloudy clouds still paddle the village. But now no longer heard the rumbling sound of thunder and flashes of lightning like before that intensely sounded and decorated the sky above the cemetery area.

In the midst of the atmosphere of silence and the view of everyone was fixed on Dede's grave where Arin and Dewi were looking at the bottom of the burrow waiting for an answer from Mahmud, where Arin and Dewi were looking at the bottom of the pit waiting for an answer, suddenly there was the sound of several people from a distance behind the crowd.

“Excuse me.. excuse me.. excuse me...”.

“Excuse me.. excuse me.. excuse me...”.

“Excuse me.. excuse me.. excuse me...”.

The voices of those who asked for the path sounded so clear, that spontaneously all the citizens' gazes turned towards the source of the voice. Seen from behind the crowd appeared Abah Dul who they already know walking on the sidelines of the citizens with 3 unknown people.

“Who are those three people huh?!” muttered other citizens.

“when viewed from the appearance, the three people are not like shamans,” said another resident.

“Husss! Ngaco Aja, Abah Dul is a person who is obedient to worship. Where might bring shaman,” another sergeant.

All views are directed to follow the steps of Abah Dul and 3 people who are none other than Gus Harun, Basyari and

Baharuddin. Abah Dul and his 3 best friends rushed to Dede's grave with little obstruction had to sneak in between the residents who stood facing Dede's grave.

Seeing the arrival of Abah Dul and 3 unknown people, some residents who stood in Dede's grave shifted their position. Before long Abah Dul, Gus Harun, Basyari and Baharudin had arrived and immediately approached Arin and Dewi followed by Gus Harun, Basyari and Baharudin behind him.

“Well, is Dede really alive?!” buru-hun Arin asked as soon as Abah Dul got to his side while holding Abah Dul's arm and rocking it violently.

“God willing, God willing Rin. Calm yourself yes,” replied Abah Dul then his gaze was directed to look at the bottom of the burrow.

Hearing the conversation above where Arin mentioned the name Abah Dul, Mahmud looked up. At the same time Abah Dul also looked at Mahmud until the eyes of the two clashed. Abah Dul furrowed his forehead deeply looking at Mahmud's face with his eyes filled with tears, Abah Dul clearly saw that Mahmud was very sad.

Abah Dul's view was shifted to the face of a small child who was on Mahmud's lap.  His forehead was increasingly wrinkled in while looking at the condition of the face of his son Kosim who was rubbed limp. And then Abah Dul

felt like there was an oddity around the burrow of his son Kosim.

“Air! The water! The water! Anyone bring water?!” abah Dul suddenly.

The call of Abah Dul was constant to make the citizens who stood not far from him jerked in shock. For a while they were seen looking at each other as if they were asking each other, “Did you bring water?”

“There! Ada!” suddenly one of the medics exclaimed and rushed out a bottle of mineral water to give it to Abah Dul.

After receiving the bottle of mineral water, Abah Dul immediately jumped down to the bottom of the burrow. With a little difficulty finding a position to just crouch because of the narrow burrow, Abah Dul was finally able to crouch facing Mahmud whose position sat cross-legged holding Dede's body.

“Well, why didn't Dede wake up too?” ask Mahmoud lirih.

“Sabar, Mud... patience..” reply Abah Dul and close your eyes.

After a while less than a minute Abah Dul re-opened his eyes, then placed his palm on the chest of the little boy. Aunty Abah Dul appears to be saying –kamit reading prayer, a second later saw Abah Dul's forehead shriveling.

“Live! Dede is alive Mud!” abah Dul.

Hearing Abah Dul's very convincing speech, immediately Mahmud's face twinkled and immediately returned to sitting upright while rubbing Dede's hair.

“What is Dul right?!” mahmud asked reassuringly.

“God willing! God willing!” reply Abah Dul.

Immediately Abah Dul unscrewed the bottle of mineral water in his hand, for a moment Abah Dul's mouth returned komat-kamit reciting prayer and then blew it on the mineral water through the mouth of the bottle that has been opened.

“Quick drop this drinking water on his lips Mud, try to get the water into his throat,” said Abah Dul gave mineral water.* CONNECTED*