Cerita Malam Pertama Pernikahan 소설 & 이야기

"I won't stop you after the wedding tomorrow. Please, don't go. My parents don't believe the Don will marry me. If you walk away, they'll sell me to that bastard who tortured his three wives to death! "If you insist on leaving, you'll need to run me over first! In any case, I might as well be dead. If you don't want me, I'll have to marry that bastard." Lorenzo's hands tightened around the steering wheel, the veins on the backs of them bulging. After a long while, he let his hands fall. On the day of the wedding, the motorcade rolled toward the church. The groom's expression, however, was anything but pleased.

Ky had sent along with a picture of them together in bed, Ky posing with duck lips and a wink while her lover, Owen, sleeps soundly beside her shirtless. I shake my head and sigh. Ky can also be very cringey at times, but I love her all the same. I don't know what I'd do without her. I finish eating and grab my briefcase as I head out the door. "On my way now! Have fun on your date, and make sure to get your nails glittery and pink." I click send after adding a kissing emoji and sit down at the bus stop. My morning route isn't too bad, especially since the bus I take doesn't get overly crowded in the morning. I sit in the same place, two seats from the front, and look out the window with mus

"Siapa bilang kami sekamar 3 bulan. Kami sekamar cuma semalam saja, kok, pas malam pertama. Selebihnya kami memilih pisah kamar." "Nah, malam pertama itu kalian ngapain aja? Cerita dong, Ra." "Kalau aku tanya, Mas Putra sudah pegang bagian tubuh Kartika apa aja, mau jawab nggak?" Kupelototin dia. "Iya, nanti kujawab. Sekarang kamu dulu yang cerita."

His dick was addictive. The wedding day came fast. I married Damian in a big beautiful ceremony. Everyone was happy. My mom cried. Sheila was my maid of honor. Richard gave a speech like the proud father he was. I smiled through everything but felt sick inside. That night in our new house, our first night as husband and wife, Damian was excited but nervous. We got into bed. I tried to get him hard and guide him inside me. He pushed in but lasted less than ten minutes. He came quickly, groaning and apologizing.

Hurriedly, Zefki grabbed a blanket and covered Raceh, tucking it to her neck. The eagerly anticipated first night for newlyweds was different for Raceh and Zefki, who had been arranged in marriage without knowing each other beforehand. Consequently, Zefki chose to sleep on the sofa that night. P. S. Split durian is often interpreted as the first night for newlyweds in Indonesia.

Because in most marriages, both spouses will either be traveling the next day for their honeymoon or will fall asleep blissfully as a result of last night's exhaustion on their first night together, but this is not the case with Kaira and Calix, simply because it was actually not their first night together and, secondly, because they are not an ordinary couple at all. At the mere mention of her spouse, Kaira was already so irritated that she snarled at her cousin, "First night, his ass. And what performance are you even alluding to? The only performance he gave was the almost show that he made during the ceremony. And he is lucky that I haven't yet had the time to confront him about it, beca

The room was silent again, but the air was still warm with the heat of their love. The first night of their marriage had only just begun.

Cold washed all over me and I went statue still as memories of that night suddenly assaulted me. Oh God no. "We went down to the city hall in Vegas on September eleventh and got married." He said. "The day of my wedding," I croaked, "But we were drunk. This can't be legal. This is crazy." "On that, we both agree," the man growled. I glanced down again to confirm his name, horrified that I needed a document to tell me my own husband's name. All i could remember from that day was grieving my hopes and dreams, playing rock paper scissors drink with a stranger and staggering out of the bar.

The police’s words put us completely at ease. When we walked out of the police station, Shen Zeyan held my hand. The street lamps stretched our shadows long. He said softly: “I’m sorry. I’ve been too busy lately and neglected you, leaving you to face this alone. No matter what happens from now on, we’ll solve it together.” I shook my head: “We’re husband and wife. We should face everything together.” At that moment, I deeply realized: True marital security comes from trust and standing together, not from testing and hiding.

Samar and Maahi realized that day how blessed they still were, with so many people trying their hardest to make this day extra special for them. And speaking of hard, surprisingly, the past two weeks hadn't been as hard on Samar as he had feared. Maahi had promptly moved to the guest room with her conveniently still-packed suitcases on the very day that they had argued two weeks back. But to his amazement, as per her prediction, the abstinence had indeed built up the anticipation once he had accepted it. It had really fueled his excitement for their first night as husband and wife. After the delicious torture of living under the same roof without touching her even once, he appreciated the im