The Tomb Next to the House
38. Room Number 444

The scorching sun of the day did not dampen my intention to spy on Raihan's activities today. He didn't come home last night. I can sit quietly at home.

Remembering Grandma Surti's words the other day, I became suspicious of my own husband. Not to forget, I had also left Rada in Althaf this morning. So I can follow Raihan's movements today casually.

A middle-aged woman was seen talking to Raihan. Moments later they left the project site in a car, which I believe belonged to a woman I didn't know.

Looking from her fashionable appearance, it seemed that she was not an indiscriminate person. Even Gita's fashion sense alone was inferior compared to her. What else am I just an ordinary housewife with a negligee as my national uniform.

"Where are they going?" I muttered as I followed the white CR-V from behind.

More surprised when the iron horse I followed turned out to be heading to a famous hotel in this area. There are only two guesses in my mind.

The first one has a meeting. The second one is playing in the back. To the extent that I continued to follow, until the two entered one of the rooms with room number 444.

"Damn it!"

Dugs.

I cursed while hitting the wall beside me. It seems to be true my estimation all along. Raihan's been playing crazy behind my back.

Which makes me surprised again, it turns out he did not play with Gita. But with aunts who when seen from his face alone, his age is already a dozen years older than my husband.

It's really crazy this.

His son had not been dead for 40 days, but he had already dared to betray our sacred marriage vows.

"Mr?"

I turned my head to the source of the sound from the back. A bellboy who accidentally passed by, looked at me strangely.

"What?" ketus.

"Bak did not look at the room." His hand pointed at the door of the room next to me.

"My husband cheated on me, Mas. He's inside. Can you help me, right? I want to get the spare key."

"Cannot be. Mama saw it wrong."

"Maybe my eyes are wrong. I am not yet myopic. I saw my husband come into this room with a woman" I said, insistent.

"But this room has long been unused, Ma'am. After a suicide last night."

The explanation was successful in making my eyes and mouth open wide simultaneously.

"This isn't kidding, is it?" I'm still in shock mode.

"I'm joking, Ma'am. Udah, mending Mbaknya go home just do not approach this room again. Excuse me." Bellboy resigned immediately. While putting on a look of fear.

"Did Raihan and his mistress deliberately hire that bellboy to trick me?" ask me to myself.

"If that's true, they'd be wrong to think I'd believe the bellboy's cheap story." I've diagnosed the state like a detective exterminator in soap operas.

"Eh, I'm waiting!" I turned around and called out to the bellboy who had walked quite far from where I was standing.

I was a little tired of asking her a step.

"Don't bother me!" on the other hand, I haven't even said a single word to her.

"I just wanted to ask for room number 444, Mas. Can you?" my door.

Fortunately the bellboy stood up, then replied. "I told you not to go near that room. Danger."

"I need proof. Husband cheating. I don't have any more heart support than him. Please .... " I use the weld mode. I wish the bellboy had gone down.

"OK, okay. But I also watch. Don't act strangely, "he said, which I greeted with a nod of vigor.

He accidentally gave me a glimmer of hope.