Novel & Cerita Arranged Marriage Comic

She went to Alice's side next to me, while Zach stood with the men on the other side. Zach wrapped his hand around my waist before he kissed me on the head. "This is the best gift I've ever had," he whispered before facing the photographer. "Me too," I whispered back before we heard the photographer's instructions for the picture. "Do you know what's funny about arranged marriage?" "Move a little, Gio!" I heard Katana shout. "What?" Zach asked, looking ahead. "It's a bargain," I answered, making him furrow his brow before looking at me.

“Why, Rymalene? You look bothered.” “Bestie, I'm getting married soon.” “Then why are you sad?!” She swallowed audibly, “It’s an arranged marriage. Haha, but lucky me he’s handsome. We’ll get to have cute babies. “ Her fiancé suddenly turned to us. Hmmm. Yes, he’s handsome, but shouldn’t marriage be founded on love? I just realized she had left without even saying goodbye. Tsk. Arranged marriage, huh? Crazy. It’s like a scratch sweepstake where you rub a paper and god knows whether you win or not. But I hoped they’d live a happy marriage life.

I snapped, but my annoyance only fueled their laughter. “You know what’s funny?” Angelo said, chuckling. “We used to think you’d be the last one to settle down. Now look at you—married before the rest of us. It’s like the universe is playing a practical joke.” “Alright, fine,” I said, throwing up my hands. “Yes, I got married. But don’t read into it. It’s not some fairy-tale romance. We’ve got an arrangement, and that’s it.” “An arrangement,” Stuart echoed, raising an eyebrow. “Sure, that’s what they all say. Next thing you know, you’ll be shopping for baby clothes.”

I asked, trying to sound calm, though excitement crept into my voice. Dylan gave a soft chuckle, exhaling a ring of smoke. His tone was casual, even indifferent. “It’s an arranged marriage. I can’t let it look too bad.” The smile on my face froze. “Who is the ring for?” I heard my voice, dry and brittle. He kissed the corner of my lips. “Obviously, for the woman my family picked for me. Who else?” My blood turned to ice. “Didn’t you say you hated arranged marriages?” I forced the words out. “At Mason’s birthday party, you said—”

“Something that'll benefit our family? Really? What part of showing my pictures to some mafia family that I want to have absolutely nothing to do with is going to benefit our family? And doing that without my permission? Come on Steff, it's obvious your little wife is trying to get under my skin and get a raise out of me.” “You’re a mafia girl, Tricia, and one day, you're going to get married to someone and it's going to be an arranged marriage, the sooner you familiarize yourself with the idea, the better it will be for you.” “No, you're wrong,” I met his blaring eyes, “when I'm getting married, it's going to be with the man I picked for myself, it's going to be with the man I love and not

I made my way down to an empty seat, but before I could sit, I glanced toward the entrance. Damien stood against the doorway, his gaze fixed on me, his jaw clenched. I averted my gaze, turning my attention back to the couple on the stage. The host turned toward the couples, adjusting the headset around her ears. “What are your thoughts on marriage, especially with the recent attention surrounding families who still arrange marriages for their children? Do you think marriage can truly work when the couple doesn't choose each other?” One of the women smiled and looked at the man beside her. “My husband and I were married through an arrangement. We didn't know each other at first, but we gave o

Curse that day! I rolled my eyes before giving him a shrug. "Whatever. I am starting to think that you told your parents to arrange our marriage," I gagged. It was supposedly just a plain joke but… I realised that at some point, it got a point. He planned it just to have me, it was a desperate act but it's possible. Most of the obsessed and possessive men tend to do that. Arranged marriage is his only way to have me. I know I was assuming, overthinking and overreacting things out but you can't set aside the fact that it makes sense.

Evelyn just bursted into laughter, she thought a joker like Stephen is rare and funny, who would make a promise to marry a girl after earning 300 billion dollars and he still calls to inform the lady that he has earned two hundred thousand dollars, weird right? "My heart is broken and you are smiling, you this robotic witch!" Stephen yelled almost breaking his voice, "I didn't intentionally break your heart, it's an arranged marriage" Evelyn muttered soothingly like she was pacifying her broken boyfriend, Stephen widened his eyes in shock before replying, "Who does that in this era?" Well he never believe arranged marriage still happen in this social media era but nevertheless it happens rig

Tariq and I have not even kissed and they want a baby? Maybe on the cheek only occasionally, when he goes to work or in the morning when he wakes up. But one doesn't become pregnant with that. And sex isn't something we are going to do anytime soon. Am a little skeptical about doing sex with Tariq. Ofcourse during the first few days of our arranged marriage that's what I expected, but after the truth I believe Making love is way more better than having sex just because we are married. Falling for him, or him falling for me isn't easy cause whatever we are and have isn't what we both wanted.

It wasn't part of the script. "You heard right. It was supposed to be an arranged marriage and I went to their house to pick someone to marry. Since my wife and I have once known each other, I would of course choose her. It was love at first sight after all. Who wouldn't love someone as adorable as her?" He looked at her lovingly.