The Treaty of Invisibility
SEDITION

In the dining room, the Harjo family and Dewi, Arin and Dede just finished eating breakfast. The atmosphere of breakfast at the breakfast table this morning feels so different for Pak Harjo and Bu Harjo. Just like at dinner, the atmosphere in the breakfast room was filled with hues of happiness from the faces of both parents Hasan and Hariri.

“Pak, ma'am we said a lot

thank you for me and Arin and Dede here for bothering mom and dad. After this we plan to go home sir, ma'am.” said Dewi started the conversation after everyone finished eating.

“Ah, son of our Goddess precisely feel

very happy with the nak Dewi, nak Arin same nak Dede. We were not lonely, the atmosphere was crowded. Usually I, the father and Hariri just sit at this dining table, that was also before Hariri got sick first. And even before getting sick, Hariri often went out to play with his friends, so only the same father's mother who sat here. Hasan returned once a month, sometimes

up to two months new home,” said Harjo's mother.

“What not afternoon just go home son

Goddess, son Arin?” ask Mr. Harjo.

“It just so happens today our chili garden

to be harvested sir, last night when I called Mahmud mas ask permission to stay here, mas Mahmud advised to prepare sacks and other tools for harvesting. There will be people mas Mahmud who will take it, so we have to go home now,” explained Dewi.

The Goddess is speaking

with Mr. Harjo and Ms. Harjo, Arin seemed to quietly clean up the dirty dishes used to eat earlier. Apparently what Arin did was seen by Harjo ma'am.

“Do not want Arin, do not let it

later mommy who cleaned these dishes,” prevent bu Harjo when Arin want to collect the dishes on the table used.

“It's okay ma'am just let Arin, time

ngerepotin parents, hehehe..” sahut Arin did not stop collecting dirty dishes.

“Mommy is not good for Arin, even

guest mom who settled..” said bu Harjo.

“It's okay ma'am, I sit down

let Arin do it yes,” Arin.

Bu Harjo smiled with admiration

seeing Arin who continues his intention to clean up the dishes used. All eyes were fixed watching Arin take the dishes from before them and stack the dirty dishes into one.

“Weight nak Arin let Hasan alone

bring it to the back,” prevent bu Harjo see the pile of dishes about to

arin's Appointed.

“I, yes mbak let me,” timpal

Hasan immediately got up from his seat stepping to where Arin was standing.

‘Mbak?’ Arin protested inwardly, while standing still on the spot.

‘Not last night was agreed

to not call ‘mbak again?’ arin said in his heart.

“Sini mbak, even daydreaming..” says.

Hasan was already standing behind Arin and had little trouble picking up

stack the plate because it blocked Arin's body.

“Dih, who daydreams mas? Tasty,” Arin but still standing does not shift his position at all.

“Ya mbak Arinnya sliding dong mbak,

how do I lift the plate?” hasan.

“Eh, I, yes, hehehe..” timpal Arin.

whiny.

“Ah, you two this looks like

very compatible!” exclaimed bu Harjo excited to see the small debate Arin and Hasan.

“Mas Hasan just bu,” sukang Arin

complain.

“Loh why I was wronged

by mbak?” timpal Hasan protest.

“Hahaha…. Hahahaha.. hahahaha.

kontan just all laughed at the behavior of Hasan and Arin.

Then the two hurried to leave

the dining room, Hasan piled up dirty dishes and Arin followed behind Hasan to the kitchen.

Hasan and Arin from

“Dewi nak how what's been

delivered to his Arin son?” ask Harjo ma'am.

“Not yet ma'am, I haven't had time

chat, but my gut feeling seems like Arin put the same heart as Hasan bu. I saw last night they were seen chatting together on the front porch, hehehe.” replied Dewi smiling.

“Oh huh??? Why do you not know yes, just pantesan Hasan and son Arin look like they are familiar. How can they usually sit together in front,” said bu Harjo frowned deeply.

“I don't know mom either, I don't

deliberately out of the room initially intended to look for Arin because he did not enter the room for a long time he said thirsty. But in search-search in the kitchen is not there, in the living room is also not there, my fad open the front hordeng, eh Arin is sitting alone with the same mas Aaron,” said Dewi.

“Oooohhh pantes only looks like

already familiar no longer awkward, hehehe..” said bu Harjo look happy.

Mr. Harjo and Hariri just smile

just smile listening to the conversation of Goddess and Harjo ma'am. Mr. Harjo himself felt very happy that Hasan had found the mooring of his heart, especially the woman

it's Arin. So did Hariri, deep in his mind he was very

grateful if his brother married Arin, because automatically Dede will become his nephew. And that means Hariri's vow is paid cash, not only will he raise the child to be his sister even indirectly has become his family.

Hariri was initially surprised

first saw Dede, because the little boy was very similar to

a little boy was present in his dream on the night of his recovery. Hariri is very confident that Dede is a child who gives healing to his pain

sent by the Gusti of God for him.

Tok…

“Assalamualaikum, Mr. Harjo.”.

Tok…

“Assalamualaikum, Mr. Harjo.”.

The sound of knocking on the door and the sound of greeting

from the front of the house immediately made the conversation full of happiness was stopped. They looked at each other, because the beat and sound of the greeting were not only heard from one person but more than three people.

Hurry sir Harjo immediately hurry

ahead to meet him, while Harjo, Dewi and Hariri ma'am still look confused and asked questions. Guess whose guest this morning came to his house.

Kreteekkkk…

The door was opened by Mr. Harjo

from the inside. As soon as the door opened, Mr. Harjo found three people standing at the

in front of the door, the three are Mr. Bekel with another village pamong and Mr. Yudi who is the chairman of the local RT. But it is not because the three people who make Mr. Harjo surprised, but saw dozens of residents have gathered in the front yard of his house which is dominated by mothers.

“What is this Mr Bekel?!” ask sir

Harjo.

“Sorry before Mr. Harjo, I

representing residents to submit complaints of citizens who report that there are women staying here, is that right sir?” terang mr. Bekel.

“I, yes right. And those are

my distant relatives, why sir?”

“Bohooong...!!!”

“Bohooong...!!!”

“Bohooong...!!!”

Shouts of most of the people

mothers with loud voices. Mr. Harjo did not stop thinking, why the citizens

the existence of Goddess and Arin. Though Mr. Harjo himself has told this before to Mr. Purnama as the head of his village was immediately given thanks yesterday.

“I saw last night Hasan was

be alone with that woman! They look like they're holding hands!” shouted a mother.

“Usir only!”

“Usir from our village!”

That screaming voice is growing

rowdy, until heard by Harjo, Dewi, Hariri, Arin and Hasan who

being inside the house. They also rush out to the terrace of the house following Mr. Harjo alone as if being a defendant in front of the citizens.* CONNECTED*