Novel & Cerita Cerpen Suami Bukan Pilihan

Shallow now. “You’re punishing me,” he says. “No.” “Yes, you are,” he insists. “For my father. For Celeste. For things I didn’t even do.” I feel something twist in my chest. Guilt tries to surface. I push it back down. “I’m choosing myself.” “That’s not how marriage works.” “And yet,” I say quietly, “that’s how I survived it.” He runs a hand down his face. Hard. Like he’s trying to wake himself up.

“And that led you to sleep with your boss.” “It wasn’t like that,” I shot back. “Then what was it like?” he asked, his tone not loud, but pressing. I leaned forward again, my voice rising slightly. “It was one moment,” I said. “One. It wasn’t a whole relationship. It wasn’t years of lying and sneaking around. It was a reaction.” “A reaction is still a choice,” he replied. That hit harder than I expected. I stared at him. “You don’t get it.”