The Treaty of Invisibility
The Mystery of Unconceived Sound

Sound without appearance when digested spiritually there are two groups. The first could be that disfigured voice emerged from Satan with the aim of tempting and disturbing humans to weaken human faith and devotion to Allah SWT.

By making a sound without appearance, this method is one that is often used to scare humans so that it makes humans feel afraid.

In everyday life, we often encounter or hear stories of neighbors who experience strange and frightening events such as hearing voices but there is no form. Surely this makes ordinary humans afraid, goosebumps, and even make the fur to sit up.

Then the typical sound without the second likeness can be classified as a helper or protector of a person. His figure could have been khodam from the results of remembrance practices that are routinely done every day. Or maybe the voice without the appearance has followed him since birth. This case is usually the role of the genie figure Qorin who has been hereditary from his ancestors to keep. Everything Waallahu a’lam, only Allah SWT knows it.

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The 12th day against the occult agreement, after performing the dawn prayer Kosim sat pensively alone on the front porch floor accompanied by a cup of warm coffee and cigarettes. While Mahmud directly entered the room and did not come out again after the morning prayer. Maybe it's been sleepy after a night of vigilance after getting back the terror of stealth monkeys who still demand supernatural agreements.

While Abah Dul and Mang Ali after praying together immediately say goodbye home.

The atmosphere is still quite dark, in the distance occasionally heard the sound of a crowing rooster welcoming the morning sun. The cold air of the morning did not make Kosim feel cold, he pensively sat leaning against the wall near the door while occasionally smoking his cigarette deeply.

I don't know why his body is still fresh does not feel drowsiness or tired even though he has not slept all night.

Kosim's mind was still filled with questions regarding the disfigured voice that had many times become his guardian Angel. In addition, he himself felt a strangeness in himself that suddenly felt brave. Though all this time very common with things that smell magical.

But once inside Kosim himself felt that nothing had changed, he still felt that he did not have supernatural abilities or inner power such as Abah Dul, Gus Harun or Mang Ali. But what he had done in the face of the demon monkey attack last night was as if he did not believe, even though he was doing it in a fully conscious state.

“Who is the owner of that invisible voice? Who always helps me?" Again the question was haunting in his mind.

“What can I see it or how can I see it,” Kosim said in his heart.

Kosim went back to smoking his cigarette deeply and then exhaled slowly. His mind kept trying to figure out the possible answers to the questions that had not been revealed.

For so long Kosim's mind struggled to think to guess who the figure of the owner of the voice without form. Until without realizing it slowly his eyes closed and then fell asleep.

In an instant Kosim felt something shake his body. Slowly he opened his eyes, between a conscious and invisible expanse of glowing white. Kosim was shocked, while he blinked his eyes full of confusion looking at his familiar surroundings.

In I checked his eyes repeatedly and then again pay attention around him. Around him all he saw was a stretch of white light, where he sat looking like he was sitting on a white cloud.

Kosim twisted back and forth his body looked around but all he saw was a vast expanse of white light like no brim.

“I where? I where?”

“What am I dead?”

Kosim patted his cheek, he still felt his touch. His confusion now turned into panic mixed with fear that suddenly touched his feelings.

Half in despair he covered his face with his palms then followed by his body seemed shaken, Kosim sobbing in incomprehension with his condition.

“If indeed I have to bear the risk of doing fellowship with the stealth nation, I willingly, I sincerely, as long as do not take my child and wife as slaves.” Say Kosim in the heart.

For a long time Kosim prostrated himself in despair, suddenly Kosim felt the presence of a creature in front of him. Followed by the cold air hit his head and spread across his body from the front.

Not yet lost its usefulness, its ears heard a voice so close and clear. In his doubt he slowly raised his head intending to see the figure before him.

At first Kosim saw the bottom in the form of a white cloth dangling until the invisible tip mingled covered in white clouds. Kosim grew more curious, his eyes continued to sweep from bottom to top but the white cloth seemed to be unshakeable. To the extent that he was sitting with his head still looking for the top tip.

“Okay Kosim, you're an honest man. You have indeed been in communion with the devil. But that act is not merely the desire to pursue worldly passions but your actions are only for the sake of making your wife happy. I'll protect you, wake up..”.

Kosim was shocked, the voice seemed familiar to his ears. The voice that he often heard and warned him but which he heard and felt now so softly penetrated Kosim's ears and felt a cool flow of blood throughout his body.

"Whose sample?" Ask Kosim plainly.

A moment of silence, the white figure did not immediately answer Kosim's question.

"If allowed I want to know his name," said Kosim impatiently want to know.

Apparently this is the figure that always appears to help him, Kosim's face immediately turned radiant. In his heart, this figure had been the answer all along.

Kosim seemed to be impatiently waiting for the answer he was hoping for. Kosim bowed deeply while digesting every word that came out of the white figure.

When Kosim raised his head to ask for the answer, but suddenly around him changed. The expanse of white light and white-clad figure instantly disappeared.

“Mas, Mas Kosim..”

Kosim seemed to wake up feeling his shoulder was patting. Half-conscious he turned his head around the impression here looking around.

“Mas, sleep inside..”.

Kosim was fully awakened after hearing Arin's voice a second time. A moment of sadness, remembering just now she experienced.

“That voice... Do I dream?” Kosim murmured in the heart.

There was a hint of frustration on Kosim's face because he had not had time to get an answer was lost because Arin was awakened. But his annoyance was hidden deeply.

“What's up Mas? Why?” Arin asked confusedly.

Arin who had noticed her husband was astonished to see his behavior. For a while Kosim was just dumbstruck looking straight at the courtyard that was starting to light like he did not hear his wife's question.

“Mas, mayu enter his sleep in.” Take Arin while grabbing Kosim's arm.

Kosim complied and followed his wife in. But his mind was still filled with events that had just been experienced even though between conscious and not but the words were still very clear in his ears.

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