The Treaty of Invisibility
INVITATION

“Assalamualaikum waroh matulli wabarokaatuh. fathers, mothers, brothers happy villagers Palu Wesi. It is announced to all villagers of Palu Wesi, that we are all invited by Mr. Harjo's family to attend the Thanksgiving event, which God willing will be held on Thursday tomorrow. Once again told all villagers Palu Wesi, that we were all invited by the family of Mr. Harjo to attend the Thanksgiving event, held at the house of Mr. Harjo starting at 10 am, god willing will be held on Thursday tomorrow. It is hoped that all residents can attend the house of Mr. Harjo, so that wabillahi taufik wal hidayah wassalamualaikum warohmatulli wabaro kaaatuh.”

The sound of announcements from mosque loudspeakers in Palu Wesi village roared throughout Palu Wesi village. Shortly afterwards there was also the sound of loudspeakers from the mushola-mushola spread across several RT and RW which also announced the same thing.

“To... Karto… ! mangg Tatang…! rest first is already Duhur!!” kardi shouted from inside the Hut to two friends who were still hugging their rice fields.

The two people called Kardi stopped their work in the heat of the sun. Karto and Tatang whose position is not so far away immediately stand straight straight straightened his body. With reflex both of them looked up at the sky together while rubbing his forehead for a moment with the back of his hand wiping the sweat that was covered with mud.

“Di, did you hear the mumbling from the mosque? What was that Di, I did not really listen to him because he was hoeing. But all I heard at a glance was the words of Mr. Harjo alone,” asked Karto after arriving inside

the shack where Kardi had taken a break a few minutes ago.

“Oh it To, we are all villagers Palu Wesi invited to eat To,” replied Kardi who first rested in a rice field hut.

“Hussst..! don't expect that Di, pamali!” sergeant Karto.

“Hehehehe.. yes it is definitely To, I have heard before that Mr. Harjo will give thanks for Hariri's recovery and reportedly slaughtered ten cows and ten goats,” said Kardi sumringah.

“True To, I also know from my wife who helped cook there,” timpal Tatang.

“God is very generous sir Harjo ya Di, yes Tang. When was the show?” ask Karto again.

“Tomorrow To, ten o'clock,” answered Kardi.

“What if I bring all the children yes Di?” ask Tatang.

“Ya definitely may Tang, lah wong announcement for all villagers Palu Wesi,” replied Kardi.

Meanwhile in coffee shops, the same thing is being discussed by some residents who are hanging out there. They all reminded each other while making sure to come to the ceremony of his thanks, Mr. Harjo. And not a few who also feel amazed by the figure of Mr. Harjo because of his generosity supported by the ability of his property to invite all villagers Palu Wesi.

“Kira-kira how much money was spent sir Harjo ya Juk?” ask the Tasrip mang after sipping the impact.

“Wah I don't know exactly Mang, but we can calculate it ourselves. For example, the price of cattle made twenty million perecornya, already looks worth two hundred million, not to mention ten goats if the record price made five million alone already looks fifty million mang, not to mention ten goats, if the record price is made five million already,” said Juki then sucked his cigarette deeply and then exhaled slowly land.

Another with the talk of the mothers who were gathered at the house of one of the residents of Palu Wesi Village. They sit in rows facing each other behind their heads. While nyari lice, 6 mothers were seriously talking about Hariri's recovery.

“I had predicted that Hariri was just waiting for time,” said the mother of Rus who sat in the back of the house looking for lice on the head of Odah's mother.

“Husssttt! Just haphazardly ma'am Rus!” sergeant Cas's mother sits in third place.

“That is not so bu Cas. Because I saw for myself when I saw the boy, at that time his condition was already nothing just rolled on his bed. His body is very thin, looks only bone wrapped in skin only. Kuruuuus really,” said bu Rus.

“Iya anyway, I also had time to look at it. But really lucky, the child was finally able to recover as well,” said Ms. Cas.

“Iya yes, according to people the hell horrified the child was used to the same people,” said bu Turih who sat last.

“Astagfirullah! Who really bu Rus?!” tanya Tika's mom looking for fleas on Turih's head.

“He said so,” says bu Rus.

“Why not be reported to the police only ya bu?” chirps Isah who had been listening to you just now.

“He said there was no strong evidence on the girl's death caused by Hariri bu Isah, the girl hung herself in her room,” explained bu Rus.

“Astagfirullah!” say mothers in unison.

“O yes denger-denger Hariri healed after treatment to shaman cilik, is it really so bu?” ask Odah ma'am.

“Not the shaman bu Odah but he said the Magical Boy from Sukadami village. My own Wong who heard it directly said Harjo ma'am in the stall kok,” refute bu Rus.

“Magic boy?” ask all the mothers in unison.

“Iya, but I don't know for sure but bu Harjo always says it's a magic boy,” said bu Rus.

“That boy is so great?” tanya bu Turih curious.

“Yes maybe, Hariri proof alone can be cured right? But it does not make sense anyway, yes the time of the day a boy already has such magic. If I don't believe in ma'am,” said Ms. Rus.

“Where was that magical boy from Rus? Ask Isah ma'am.

“He said from Sukadami village in the next district,” replied bu Rus.

“Despite believing or not that the boy can treat the sick, there is no harm if I also want to try it bu,” said bu Isah.

“Loh indeed who is sick bu?” ask Tika who is sitting at the end.

“There is my friend's husband Bu Tika, he has been sick for a long time but never healed. Though it has been treated everywhere but there is no result, pity to sell all the land for the cost of treatment,” explained bu Tika.

“Please also yes,” said bu Turih.

“Ya just try to ask the same ma'am Harjo bu Tika, who knows can be cured like Hariri,” said bu Rus.

“Eh, tomorrow leave for the ceremony Mr. Harjo is the same as yuk bu,” sela bu Odah.

“Hayu, hayu. Later gather here only, yes.” sahut bu Rus.

“Iya, really, really meet here yes. What time do you get bu?” ask Isah ma'am.

“Jam nine we have collected here yes,” said bu Rus.** CONNECTED