The Treaty of Invisibility
FIND A REPLACEMENT

BOJONG SIRIH VILLAGE, SIRIH,

A light green house combined with the color of old ash on the sills and some of the sides of the wall looks the most magnificent and large standing firmly among the other houses in the house

the surrounding area or perhaps the largest and most magnificent in the village of Bojong Sirih. The high walls around the house with a gate made of iron further reinforce a snobbery for the owner.

Inside the living room that is so spacious with the furniture that looks expensive, it looks Mr. Bekel and his three friends are sitting opposite to Mr. Sumar and Bu Suryani. Mr. Bekel and his three friends

menekuri living room floor looks scared just to look at the room decoration, let alone to look directly at Mr. Sumar and his wife.

“You must quickly find a replacement for his daughter Mang Yono! If not you yourself will be hit by the consequences!” firmly Mr. Sumar.

“Ta, but the manager in my village seems to be no longer around the age of his daughter mang Yono,” said Mr. Bekel sambul menekuri the floor.

“Ya search in another village! If by tomorrow night you don't find any girls, then you guys I'll send to the burrow!” sentak mr. Sumar.

“Ba, good boss. But what about that prodigy from Sukadami village?!” ask Mr. Bekel.

“Let it be Goro who will take care of it!” answer mr. Sumar.

“Goro??? Who is Goro?” asked Mr. Bekel was surprised because the first time he heard the name was called Mr. Sumar.

”She's a Pig demon in charge of picking up the tumbals. It is certain that later that night the boy will perish!” replied Mr. Sumar indifferently while smiling.

“Hah?!” pekik Pak Bekel was surprised amazingly, his body shuddered at the reply of Mr. Sumar.

“Bu quickly give!” mr. Sumar's orders to his wife regardless of the horror felt by Mr. Bekel and his three friends.

Ms. Suryani immediately reached into the bag that was on her lap, shortly afterwards in her hand was clutched four piles of money with the number of thousand fibers tied with rubber bands into four parts.

“This sir,” said bu Suryani handed the money to her husband.

“Nih sir Bekel paycheck I pay in advance. Share on the three of your men,” said Mr. Sumar thrusting a pile of money on the table.

Four pairs of eyes Mr. Bekel and three friends immediately glared wide to see the pile of money on the table. His mouth gaped unwittingly saliva Bekel sir was about to drip down so much felt his suprize will

pocketing the pile of money that was already in front of his eyes. Quickly, Mr. Bekel grabbed a pile of money on the table but moved it immediately detained Mr. Sumar.

“But remember, don't fail again to get her daughter!” firmly Mr. Sumar, then release his hand from the back of the hand of Mr. Bekel.

“Oh, if that's for sure! It definitely works, I will search in the surrounding village, won't Rul, War, Jat?!” sahut Pak Bekel asked 3 friends to convince while taking money on the table.

“Definitely boss, definitely!” sahut Erul who was nodded by two friends.

“Alright, now you immediately find the prey! Remember tomorrow you should already be able to!” firmly Mr. Sumar.

“Every skipper!” sahut pak Bekel and his three friends in unison.

**

Approximately one hour the car driven by Hasan has arrived in the village of Sukadami. Hasan parked his car on the edge of the village road because the alley road to the house of Dewi was not fit for cars to pass. Dewi first came down from the car to open the door for Arin because Dede fell asleep in his lap so Arin had difficulty opening the car door.

Hasan immediately rushes to open the trunk behind the car to pick up groceries as by-for Dewi, Arin and Dede who he bought at the market earlier.

Hasan put his things down first to close the trunk of his car.

“Yang in the cardboard so that I can just carry it mbak, a little heavy,” said Hasan saw the Goddess of the hassles of his hands are full of goods.

“Iya. Mari mas Hasan,” invite the Goddess who is possessed by Arin with a sweet smile.

“Njih mbak,” sahut Hasan then followed the steps of Dewi and Arin to his home.

The hot sun feels quite hot because its position is at the peak of its culmination point. The Goddess and Arin hurried up his footsteps followed Hasan walking behind them.

“Waaah, where are you from Dewi. His house was pitch dark last night, his people left anyway,” greet bu Marta who was sitting casually on the porch of his house, his eyes glanced briefly at Hasan while frowning

his forehead.

“Oh yes Marta, out of attending a sibling ceremony outside the city. Let's bu...” said Dewi graciously, Arin and Hasan also nodded politely.

“Njih, monggo mbak Dewi, mbak Arin, mas..” reply bu Marta.

Not how long the three arrived at the Goddess' house. The front yard of the house looked very dirty, many dry leaves were scattered everywhere.

“Nah, this is his home mbak mas Hasan. Sorry the house is small and not as good and as big as the house mas Hasan,” said Dewi as soon as he arrived in front of the house.

“Waduh mbak, left a day alone is dirty like this,” said Arin stood observing the surroundings.

“Iya yes, let Mas Hasan just put the goods on the terrace,” said Dewi then quickly unlock the door of his house.

“Rin, Dedenya you just sleep in the room. All the Hasan mas bring it in, o yes mas Hasan want to drink what? A coffee? Sweet iced tea or cold ai? ” said Dewi reverse body.

“Wah, complete nawarinnya mbak, rich in restaurants only hehehe.. Mmm, delicious hot-hot gini iced tea sweet only mbak,” replied Hasan then sat on the edge of the terrace.

“Loh, mas don't sit there dirty. Let's go inside just sit,” prevent Arin see Hasan looks tired.

“Iya Rin, it's okay,” said Hasan then rose up following Arin into the house.

“Please sit down rest first mas, briefly I sleep Dede in the room first yes mas,” said Arin then passed leaving Hasan in the living room after Hasan nodded his head.

‘Home mbak Dewi tasty as well, feels cool, comfortable and make more sleepy,” said Hasan in

heart while looking at the living room.

Soon after, the goddess reappeared with a tray of sweet iced tea and two jars of pastries.

“Mm, if mas Mahmud when to go home?” ask Hasan.

“Mas Mahmud does not tell you when exactly Mas Hasan, maybe estimated one week. Please drink mas,” replied Dewi then sat on the chair opposite Hasan.

“Njih mbak, thanks this has been ngerpotin,” said Hasan then grabbed a glass that had been arranged on the guest table by Dewi.

5 minutes later Arin also appears in the living room. Hasan immediately raised both of his eyebrows when he saw Arin who looked more and more beautiful in his eyes. Hasan was stunned for a few seconds and involuntarily kept his eyes

watching Arin walking towards the chair next to the Goddess.  * CONNECTED*