The Treaty of Invisibility
THE NEWS IS CORRUPTED

Not a single citizen saw a body standing in the front yard of Mahmud's porch while watching the citizens leave Mahmud's house one by one. Even without them realizing some residents who walked it hit the figure without feeling any hindered.

The figure continuously showed a smile to see the people leave Mahmud's house. Until there lived a resident who was the last local RT sir stepped away from Mahmud's house after everything returned to their respective homes and there was no longer a citizen there.

This figure is none other than Kosim. After there were no more residents in Mahmud's house, Kosim then floated into the house.

“Assalamualaikum..” Kosim said as soon as he got to the door.

“Wa aleikum salam,” sahut Abah Dul, Gus Harun, Basyari and Baharudin together.

“Punten, I go inside first,” Kosim said politely.

“Monggo, monggo..” sahut Gus Harun and other.

Kosim also floated in following Mahmud who first entered the room while holding Dede. After arriving at the door of the room that Kosim used to live in, Kosim spread his gaze sweeping throughout the room to the corner of one to the other corner.

“Nothing has changed,” murmured Kosim smiled.

After Mahmud put Dede on the bed, it seems that Dede did not want to lay down his body. The little boy apparently just wanted to sit on the bed cross-legged, his eyes turned to and fro

look at the whole room. Mahmud knelt down to Dede with his arms propped up on the lip of the right bed, while Dewi sat on the bedside with Arin, stroking Dede's hands and feet.

“Dad, here..don't stand at the door aja,” said Dede waving his hand at Kosim.

Kontan alone Mahmud, Dewi and Arin turned towards Dede waving his hand to call Kosim. The three smiled at Kosim staring at them, then Arin, Dewi and Mahmud nodded their heads

signal Kosim to approach.

Kosim walked to Dede's place as a human, he did not move to float like a creature Kajiman. Kosim did not want to make Arin, Dewi also Dede became afraid if he moved by floating.

Kosim knelt beside Mahmud while grabbing Dede's tiny hand and grasping it tightly. Although his lips could not be separated into a happy smile, his eyes could not hide his true feelings. Inside, Kosim was crying. He is eager to repeat his life and gather as he is now with his son and wife and two sisters-in-law who care and love him very much.

Moments later Kosim was stunned, both of his lips seemed to tremble. From the look in his eyes was like there was something he was about to say, however

Kosim seems to be deliberately holding back his words now. If he speaks now, Kosim will disappear at that very moment because it is in accordance with the promise of his request to the Almighty before. That he only wanted to pass on a message to his son for the last time so that his request was granted.

Kosim only wants to take advantage of the time limit which is only one more day until the sun goes down. The rest of the time that is there wants Kosim to use to always be close to his wife and

her child.

Mahmud looked at Kosim's look of doubt and clumsiness, making him feel bad and Mahmud was prejudiced because of his existence and the Goddess was in the room which made Kosim become disinclined. So Mahmud rushed the initiative to invite the Goddess out of the room. At once

want to give time to Kosim with his son and wife mingle more freely.

“Wi, Mas in the future yes meet Abah Dul and others,” said Mahmud after exiting the room occupied by Arin.

“Ya already Mas, later I make a drink yes,” replied Dewi then stepped into the kitchen and Mahmud stepped into the living room.

. kriririiiiing.. kriririiiiing…!!!

Abah Dul's old hape sounded as Mahmud appeared in the living room and sat next to Abah Dul. Gus Harun, Basyari and Baharudin spontaneously turned towards Abah Dul as soon as they heard the sound of the hape ringing.

They have all been very familiar with the sound of the phone ringing because only the hape belongs to Abah Dul whose phone call sounds like that.

“Who is Bah from?! Cepetan raised Bah,” asked Mahmud who was impatient to see Abah Dul a little long answer the phone call.

After looking at the screen of the hape that is colored like a 5-watt bulb, Abah Dul then shook his head while answering

“Hallo, Assalamualaikum.” said Abah Dul while pressing the load speaker button.

“Wa aleikum greetings, mm.. sorry to interrupt is this true with Abdul Basit?” voice from the phone.

“Iya my own, sorry with whom ya?” reply Abah Dul asked.

“We from the police of Pekalongan Pak Dul, would like to inform the development of the accident case which was originally named Ahmad Basyari from Suraaya and Muhammad Basyarudin from Kutai Kaltim was sir,” voice on the phone.

“Oh, yes sir. How is it going sir?” ask Abah Dul.

“So this is Mr. Dul. The report that Mr. Dul made yesterday that denied that the two victims were not the same person with his identity card found in the CTF was indeed true as Mr. Dul reported on our. The two victims were not the people we suspected before, both were DPOs from Polwiltabes Jateng,” explained the police from across the phone.

“Thank God sir, then why can the goods until my friends brought them yes sir?” ask Abah Dul.

“So after the news entered television, a few hours later we got a telegram news from Polwiltabes asking to confirm

news of the accident. Because Polwiltabes has previously accepted

reports from the police in the Semarang region that there are reports of vehicle theft with the same type of car and vehicle license plate number with the characteristics of the car that crashed on the toll road,” explained the police.

The sound of the phone in the load speaker makes Basyari, Baharudin, Gus Harun and Mahmud can hear clearly the information from the police. Instantly Basyari and Baharudin breathed a sigh of relief because the car and the goods carried by the thief had been secured by the police.

“Alhamdulillah.” murmured Basyari and Baharudin stroked the chest and then again listened to the voice of the conversation Abah Dul and the police again.

“Alhamdulillah then sir, means the victim named Basyari and Baharudin is not so dead sir?” seloroh Abah Dul's. Hold back

laughters.

Hearing Abah Dul's slurs made Gus Harun and Mahmud shut his mouth holding a laugh as well. While Basyari and Baharudi just smiled wryly while glaring their eyes at Abah Dul with anxiety.

“Oy yes sir, are Basyari and Baharudin known to exist sir?” asked Abah Dul to prank police officers while

withstanding laughter.

“Not yet Mr. Dul, last we got word from the officer in Semarang he said brother Basyari and brother Baharudin was about to go to Sukadami village in West Java. As soon as the information Mr. Dul,” explained the police.

“Oh so yes sir, then thank you very much sir has told you this information, for se...” reply Abah Dul suddenly arrived

cut off by the voice of the police across the phone.

“Sorry Mr Dul, is not Mr Dul and his friends from Sukadami village? Is it possible that the brothers Basyari and Baharudin will go to the place of Mr Dul?” police said.

“Eh, Mmm, iy, yes sir. Yes, later when I meet with Basyari and Baharudin immediately I tell sir,” reply Abah Dul immediately nervous

because it felt it was too much to judge the police.

“Then thank you very much Mr. Dul and his friends have reported to us in advance,” said the police.

“Iya sir same-same, we also thank you for the notification,” reply Abah Dul.

Moments later Abah Dul hung up after the conversation ended. And at that moment also the sound of laughter that had previously been held by Gus Harun, Mahmud, Basyari and Baharudin

while pelting Abah Dul with a chair cushion because of the bogey saw his ignorance.** CONNECTED