The Treaty of Invisibility
LAST SAY

The sun was right on the tip of the peak of the culmination above the sky, the heat in the heat at 12 o'clock so felt Hariri when he got off the silver Terios car and walked into the cemetery area. Mr. Diman parked his car near the entrance of the cemetery in the village of Wot Galuh in the shadow of a large acid tree that appeared to be very old.

“Pak Diman just wait in the car, let me go there,” Hariri said when he saw Mr. Diman was about to come down from the car.

“Nak Hariri is okay?” ask Mr. Diman unloading down from the car.

“Ngot anything sir, I go first sir.” The word Hariri then passed from in front of Mr. Diman.

Mr. Diman only followed Hariri's steps with his eyes until Hariri was not seen again. mr. Himan also changed the position of the seat back of his car more backward so that he could lay down his body while waiting for Hariri

revert.

The car engine was deliberately not turned off to keep the AC on, cool gusts from the AC vent hole made Mr. Diman sleepy. His eyes sometimes closed and then riveted again with reflex, there

the desire to sleep for a while but on the other hand his mind refused to sleep and forced him to remain literate waiting for Hariri to return.

Finally, Mr. Diman went into the subconscious, half-sleep but also still heard the sounds of birds and the friction of the branches of trees around him. Suddenly Mr. Diman was awake and very

shocked half an eye when the windshield of the car was tapping from the outside.

Tokk ! Tokk ! Tokk !

Although the knock was slow but what was heard by Mr. Diman was very loud, because the situation in the car was quiet so that Mr. Diman jumped from his sleep. Mr. Diman wave dyed right and left

search for the source of the sound tap it.

Slowly the area of consciousness of Mr. Diman recovered, when his gaze turned towards the window to his right, Mr. Diman found a girl in school uniform. But Mr. Diman can only see the shirt of his boss is white complete with brown symbols in his pocket that read SMA.

Mr. Diman immediately opened the car window, to ask what the girl meant by tapping on the car window.

“What's the son?” ask Mr. Diman manly.

“Punten sir, sleeping food in grave area. My parents said pamali, hikhikhik.” replied the girl in school uniform while chuckling or rather giggling.

“Oh I, yes neng. Matur suwun has reminded ya,” said Mr. Diman a small nod towards the girl in school uniform.

“Njih, sir. Excuse me for going home sir,” said the girl in a flat school uniform then passed leaving Mr. Diman.

“Njih, njih neng..” reply Mr. Diman while looking at the back of the girl in school uniform who walked in front of the car.

Mr. Diman continued to watch the girl in school uniform who was walking into the entrance of the cemetery area. Mr. Diman continued to see it until finally Mr. Diman could no longer see the girl and was lost to the trees in the cemetery area.

Even though Mr. Diman had felt astonished when the girl in school uniform said she wanted to go home and enter the cemetery area, but the negative thoughts that arise in his mind were immediately removed. Mr. Diman is alibi maybe the girl's house is behind this cemetery area, and maybe also the girl is used to passing the grave road to her residence.

Mr. Diman also did not want to mess around with thinking about the girl who just returned home from school, he also continued his fall on the car seat waiting for Hariri.

Meanwhile, in the cemetery area, Hariri had just arrived before a mountain of soil on top of which there were traces of scattered flowers that had withered and even dried. On one of the headstones engraved a name “Fina Sari Ningsih Binti Sobarih”.

Hariri sat on his knees beside the grave, bowing his head deeply. The look on his face was filled with deep regret and sadness. In his mind Hariri is unceasingly privileged

he apologized to Fina. Hariri lifted his face looking at the line of writing engraved in the Headstone and then held the tombstone and rubbed it.

Not immediately felt both eyes seem to start glazed over while rubbing Fina's tombstone and looking at the writing on the tombstone. Then Hariri leaned his head on the tip of Fina's headstone, he continuously lamented inwardly apologizing to Fina.

Unwittingly by Hariri, there was a girl in a school uniform standing behind him. The girl in the school uniform was none other than Fina, she smiled sweetly at Hariri who was struggling and leaning his head on the gravestone. Fina seemed to be hearing the inner lamentations of Hariri who was full of regret that made Fina appear also washed away in novelty.

A second later, Fina's eyes broke, tears falling on both of her pale cheeks. But his lips still smiled very sweetly, implied in his smile it shows the forgiveness of Hariri and seemed sincerely accept his destiny.

After a while Hariri drifted in his confession and great regret, Hariri began to reach for a jar of flower water that had been prayed for by Kiyai Ahmad. Hariri opened the lid and began to spill the flower water in a jar on top of the graveyard of Fina.

Fina, who was standing behind Hariri, slowly faded. But Fina's smile continued to adorn her face which was fading. And along with the last drop of water Fina spoke softly; “Thank you Har, I am sincere and have forgiven you.” Then the form of Fina disappeared instantly.

Hariri immediately turned his head back, he felt a voice from behind him.

“Fina..” murmur Hariri ogre.

Hariri heard clearly the voice of Fina's last words that were clearly heard in his ears so softly. Hariri also stood up while looking at Fina's headstone and smiled happily and nodded his head while saying his greetings.

“Assalamualaikum Fina. thank you, I said yes.” Hariri said then nodded his head once again and threw a smile before turning around.

Hariri stepped down on the sidelines of the cemetery with a feeling of relief. He promised to pray for Fina at all times, and he also promised to abandon his bad behavior and deeds. Hariri has

fully aware of the mistakes he has made in the past until at its peak he fell ill and his pain seemed to be incurable.

Hariri realized the strange pain was a rebuke from the Gusti of God, so that he could repent and return to live on the right path. Hariri felt very grateful, because God still gave him a chance

living for himself to repent.

Tok…

The sound of the car window glass from the side immediately made Mr. Diman surprised, Mr. Diman immediately turned to his left and saw Hariri was standing next to the car door. Then immediately press the automatic button to unlock the car door that is on the right side.

“Congratulations yes Mr. Diman, sorry to have surprised Mr. Diman,” said Hariri smiled small.

“Ah, no Hariri. Just sleeping chicken hehehe..” replied Mr. Diman.

“Have finished Hariri?” ask Mr. Diman.

“Already sir, thank God this heart now feels relieved once sir,” replied Hariri sumringah.

“Thank God Hariri, we go home now,” said Mr. Diman turned to Hariri and Hariri nodded.

A few minutes after exiting the cemetery and sliding on the village road, Mr. Diman remembered the girl in school uniform who had reprimanded him in the cemetery area earlier and wanted to ask Hariri.

“Mm, Hariri son was at the funeral there was a girl wearing a high school uniform to reprimand the father so as not to sleep, he said the girl said she wanted to go home and enter the area in the cemetery. Did Hariri see it?” ask Mr. Diman.

Kontan Hariri turned to look at Mr. Diman fixedly, as if to convince with the question posed by Mr. Diman. Because while inside the cemetery area Hariri felt there was no one

passers-by.

“Feelings no one passed by sir. And as long as I was there no one else, no one else than myself. Ah, maybe Mr. Diman had a dream tuh, hehehe..” Hariri said.

“Truly nak Hariri, I swear. Obviously –clearly the girl in the school uniform went into the cemetery. You think maybe his house is behind the cemetery area,” said Mr. Diman began to feel astonished.

“To my knowledge, behind the cemetery area there are no houses of residents Mr. Diman. The riverbank,” Hariri.

“Hah?! That's right Hariri!” exclaimed mr. Diman surprised.

“Iya pak Diman,” firmly Hariri assured mr. Diman.

“Means...means... Hiiiihhh....!!!!” said Mr. Diman shuddered to guess that the girl was a ghost of broad daylight.

Hariri just fell silent, he suspected that the girl in high school uniform that Mr. Diman saw was Fina. And at that time Hariri remembered with a voice while splashing the flower water, “Thank you Har, I

sincere and have forgiven you.” ** CONNECTED