Son Kos At Home Next door, My Husband's Affair
Don't-don't cheat?

For some reason my day became chaotic, constantly remembering the red marks on Dila's front body.

Sin if I envy because Mas Ricko seemed indifferent and getting busy. But as a married adult woman, of course it is a basic need in addition to eating and drinking.

"Mas."

That night I started talking after dinner.

"What's wrong?" ask Ricko.

"Hmm, since you came home you've always been busy. Am I not beautiful anymore so I can leave it alone?" I put on a spoiled sulking face, sitting next to him.

"What are you talking about? Kan Mas is busy again." his answer makes me grunt annoyed.

"But I miss Mas." I said not desperate, because the night before I tried to seduce only with attitude and sexy clothes alone he did not have the ability. It's strange!

"There's still tomorrow" he said, moving to the kitchen to make me some warm tea.

Since a few days he has been making drinks for me. That's how I finally forgot my wish until the morning.

I woke up to prepare breakfast, only fried rice this morning of course I did not take long to prepare it.

I went back up to the second floor, woke up Mas Ricko, as usual I pulled out the curtains for natural lighting to come in.

And for the many times I again saw the girl with the plump chest hanging clothes in the yard, but this time the towel and cloth chime cover the front.

And look upset Dila's face when one of the clothes on the sun even fell.

He crouched down to pick it up, the cloth that covered his upper chest sagged and showed me a pretty dumbfounded part.

Again, the front of the chest is filled with red marks, surely the man who made love to Dila is very savage, that's all I know because Mas Ricko is like that.

I watched until the girl went back into her room. Really, I wonder who she's dating. What if a high school boy was his age? I don't think it'll be until once they get laid. If not High School then who? Never have I seen a man come to the house next door, or just pick up Dila to go to school, he always ride a motorcycle taxi or sometimes walk.

My kepo soul thrashed because it often saw a male bite mark on the chest of a girl who is still in High School, let alone her boarding child in a neighboring house.

To be honest, worry and suspicion begin to fill the brain of the head. Don't-don't you?

***

At nine o'clock in the morning, I deliberately dried the carpet and swept the dust with a broom. In addition to the germs not lodged in the velvet carpet, my curiosity must also be overcome immediately.

"San!" mother Tami's voice greeted me, apparently the mother of two children had just finished. Maybe the housekeeper hasn't come.

"Yes Ma'am." I smiled broadly, took off the broomstick and walked towards Madam Tami's house. A chance to find out!

"Mighty crafters?" mbak Tami asked while inviting to sit on the bench under his home guava tree.

"Squealing, look at the dusty carpet" I replied.

"As soon as I made small talk, I couldn't bear to ask about Dila. And suddenly I remember last Sunday when Mas Ricko just came home from the district, I caught them staring at each other.

"Mister." call me hesitant.

"Yes?" Tami's mom looked at me.

"I want to ask, about the Dila" I said clearly, for a moment the mouth of Mbak Tami was not closed tightly, maybe surprised by suddenly I asked about Dila.

"What's wrong with Dila?" tanya Mbak Tami justifies his sitting position.

"Anu Ma'am, that's almost every morning I see him out of bathing in clothes in the backyard" I said hanging.

"Yes." Yeah." Ma'am Tami is listening seriously.

"Well! Which one is you San?" tami asked in surprise.

"True Mbak, I've seen it several times, even the first time I saw it was very severe, from the neck to the chest area. Lots!"

Tami looked to think.

"He's got a girlfriend? Who?" I'm impatient.

"I don't know, but the feeling is no San. The boarding boy in this house is prohibited from dating." replied Tami Ma'am.

"But that's Mama?" of course I want Mbak Tami to know, and I'm very curious.

"Gini, let's see the CCTV" he said, asking me to come in, he grabbed his phone and immediately opened the CCTV footage.

Unfortunately, the CCTV house of Mbak Tami only looks at the front. Of course because the back is surrounded by a high fence wall, there is no place to enter or exit other than through the front only.

"Nothing is it?" Tami smiled at me.

"But I really saw it Ma'am." I assured Ma'am Tami.

"Yes, maybe he met outside. We can't keep the boarding kids out." said calm.

In vain, I finally came home with resentment, shame and so on. It could be that now Mbak Tami is laughing at my rarely seen Kepo attitude.

After all, it's just a feeling. But I can't get rid of this suspicion and jealousy into one. It's not impossible if Dila likes Mas Ricko. He was a handsome young teacher at his school.

Moreover, Dila's attitude is like always provoking lust when sitting in front of the house, Ma'am Tami. Of course men can be caliph if it continues like that.

***

On weekends, I saw Dila family early in the morning with jeans and tight t-shirts. Looks like he's going shopping. But not alone as before, he invited his boarding friends who were still innocent, it could be said that the children of underprivileged people.

And somehow also I always want to know what Dila did, but if you think, it's up to him to do anything. I don't know, should I stop watching the guy's kid, if suspicion doesn't seem like enough reason. CCTV showed footage from a few days ago. Suspect Mas Ricko cheating with Dila was not reasonable. Of course, Mas Ricko's arrival there will be recorded on camera, right?

Shortly after, Dila went home to the motorcycle, followed by her friend Cindy.

"Where's Cindy from?" greet me who has been sitting on the terrace since.

"Nemenin Dila shopping Aunty." he replied subtly, he was polite since two years ago he sniffed at the house next door. Unlike Dila who only cost a few months ago. Arrogant again.

"A lot of shopping." I continued the pleasantries at once Kepo.

"Yes Tan, there's a lot of money. Cindy was also bought the shirt." she lifted the bag containing the clothes.

"Alhamdulillah, sustenance." I said to Cindy, glancing at Dila. Where did he get that much money? The size of the boarding child was excessive considering his family seemed to have trouble arranging shopping when he came to stay some time ago. The boarding money has not paid off, said Mbak Tami.

"Mari Aunty." said Cindy also Dila smiled a little at me.

I'd better end my suspicion, besides Mas Ricko is a teacher, of course he will take care of his wife. Not to mention the PNS title that has just been obtained, cook is Mas Ricko willing to stumble over an affair case?

I went down the stairs next to the house that was bordered by a fence about 2 meters. Intentions want to put a used pot that has been damaged, but I sayup I heard Dila's voice speak.

"When you buy the clothes you want. Don't forget to change Dila's money!"

"Mr?" I'm not sure.

I close myself to the wall and put my ears sharper. Samar heard a male voice from the voice of his cell phone. The last even heard words that made my kepo rise higher.

"Later Dila wait!"