The Treaty of Invisibility
PROMISE OF THE BROTHER

“Har... you... you..” said Hasan directly hugged his sister.

“Iya kak, Hariri is cured, is healthy now,” Hariri said in the arms of his brother.

“Why do you bengong so San, kayak kesambet people just hehehehe...” sela pak Harjo.

“Ma, did you mean this by surprise?!” hasan's murmur.

“Why didn't you say it yesterday?!” keep Hasan greas.

“Yes if you said yesterday his name is not a surprise San, hehehee.” sergeant Pak Harjo chuckled.

“Masya god..alhamdulillah Gusti god still gives you a chance Har, wrong and what sins have you made until you are sick so strange?” hasan's words as well as an unintentional question instantly made Hariri gasp in shock.

At first Hariri was prejudiced that his brother already knew the cause of the strange illness he was suffering from. But the next second the negative thoughts he tried to throw away, Hariri believed that no one knew the cause of his pain except him, the little boy who was present in his dream and Fina.

While Hasan himself did not know that the question that flowed spontaneously and unintentionally was in fact like a sledgehammer that hit the heart of Hariri. But Hariri tried to develop a smile to hide his heart that felt devastated by the words of his brother.

Her brother's words were completely not wrong! In his mind Hariri admitted that the pain was indeed the result of his own misbehavior and it was only realized Hariri after having a strange dream on the night of his recovery.

“Yes this is the destiny of Gusti Allah brother, Hariri mana know, hehehe..” kilah Hariri trying to be ordinary to

covering up the truth of her brother's words.

Hasan did not take it seriously because it was just a stale and ordinary joke to his brother. Hasan hugged his only brother again tightly, bad forecasts and all the worst possible situations that will happen to Hariri in a long way Hasan prepared. If the worst situation ever happened and had to lose his sister, at least Hasan was not too shaken when he got the news.

But now all the bad thoughts he had mentally prepared were completely gone

from inside his mind. Hasan was moved and happy to see his sister back healthy as usual even though his body currently looks thin dry like a living skull.

“You have to eat a lot Har, let your body return to normal not thin like a living skull tuh,”

hasan Seloroh. Hariri and his father only laughed a little at Hasan's slurs.

“Already, we are out now, help prepare a place for the Thanksgiving event tomorrow.” Mr. Harjo said while patting his two sons on the shoulder.

“Njih, njih sir, come on Har... Would you like to ask what your brother is?” hasan said as he walked out of the room stalking behind his father.

“Truly nih kak?” Hariri asked back.

“He- uh, really. Aaaaapa aja!” ask Hasan really.

“Mmmm... what is it?” tanya Hariri made sure.

“Anything!” hasan.

“Definitely followed kak?” ask Hariri again.

“Surely sister follow, as long as you do not ask for the moon or the sun alone, sister can not, hehehe..” as long as Hasan.

“Then, Hariri's request is only one brother,” Hariri said.

“Yakin Just one more?” goda Hasan's.

“Yakin lah sak, sure very even,” serge Hariri.

“What?” ask Hasan curiously.

“Hariri wants once quickly to have a brother-in-law,” Hariri replied firmly.

something but never came out words from his mouth as if his tongue felt faint suddenly. Hasan seemed confused to respond to his sister's request, that's when Hasan felt very careless with his words that had indirectly promised.

“Remember loh kak, brother has promised to fulfill any request Hariri,” said Hariri reminded.

Hasan seemed increasingly confused to answer. If he says “iya” while he is still single never even once had a close friend or lover let alone the category of prospective wife. But even if he refuses his sister's request it's the same as reneging on his own promise.

“I, yes God willing brother will bring brother-in-law as soon as Har,” replied Hasan resigned, because he also did not have a picture of any woman he would show later.

“Serious brother?!” ask Hariri sumringah.

“God willing...” murmured Hasan is unsure.

“Hasan... Hariri.. hurry here, you guys are talking what the hell is serious very?” his father said look back. Mr. Harjo thought his two sons were close behind him, but it turned out that Hasan and Hariri were far behind.

“Njih, njih sir. Come Har...” invite Hasan then both rush after his father who has arrived first

on the front porch.

“What else has not been pack?” hasan asked as soon as he arrived beside his father lined up with Hariri.

“Mmmm... let alone yes?” murmured Pak Harjo thought while rubbing his forehead.

“If the invitation for citizens is already spread sir?” hariri sela.

“If it has been conveyed to the administrators of the mosque and mosque in Palu Wesi.so the invitation is announced every time you finish praying through the loudspeaker, so that all Palu Wesi residents can know it, so that all Palu Wesi residents can know,” bright sir Harjo.

“If for food prepared later is enough sir?” tanya Hasan was a little worried about lack because the invited were all the villagers of Palu Wesi.

“If it is God willing enough San, even later in the day there are additional goats ten tails. Better more than less, right?” said mr. Harjo.

“If you willingly and sincerely pay for Hariri's treatment of any size, why not by feeding people? Really no?” keep up Mr. Harjo.

Hasan was stunned by the revelation of his father and felt proud to have a father figure who was legowo-minded, sincere and had a great caring soul and a high social spirit. By itself a stunning impression on his father and implanted in his heart so that he can be like his father.

While Hariri heard his father's words at once his mind felt full, he felt that his father was so very fond of him. Hariri only realized that for months his father had been willing to sacrifice his property just to make himself recover. And even his father to make ‘Nazar’ for his unmitigated recovery by feeding the people of one village.

"God, forgive me, I truly repent!" hariri said in his heart.

Nazar thanksgiving in general is one of the traditions that are often carried out by the people of Indonesia in order to celebrate and give thanks for a success or sustenance received. This tradition has a deep meaning and philosophy, and is part of the culture and customs that have been passed down since time immemorial.

The nazaar of thanksgiving actually comes from the word "nazar" which means promise or oath, while

"gratitude" which means gratitude or thanksgiving. That said, this tradition is believed to have originated from Javanese culture, but now in its development has become part of various tribes and regions in Java

Indoneszian.

In this tradition, a person who wants to express gratitude makes a promise or vow to do something in return for the favors or successes he receives. The promise can be in the form of the construction or repair of a place of worship, such as a mosque or musholla, donations to social institutions, or community service.

The meaning contained behind “Nazar syukam” has a very deep meaning in the lives of rural people. This tradition teaches the importance of gratitude and sharing sustenance to others. In Indonesian culture, the success or sustenance received not only belongs to the individual, but also becomes a responsibility to share with others.

Through the vow of thanksgiving, one is reminded not to forget the origins and the help he has received.

By fulfilling promises or vows that have been made, a person shows deep gratitude and social responsibility as part of society.

However, if the Nazar is denied, it will result in a calamity that befalls the person and the magnitude of many times that of Nazar he has spoken.* CONNECTED*