Cerita Malam Pertama Pernikahan Novels & Stories

she sobbed, uncontrollably. Because she was tired of crying. Finally Mitha fell asleep without her realizing it. The two wedding couples spent their first night sleeping separately. Unlike most other couples who fill the first night with affection all night long. Morning arrived, around six in the morning. Erlan woke up. His head still felt heavy. He wanted to drink a glass of water to refresh his throat which felt dry. Erlan then looked around and tried to remember what happened last night. After remembering everything, he cursed again.

The room smelled of paper and her perfume. It was perfect. It was no rooftop restaurant with a string quartet, but that’s why it was so good—it was all hers. I took a breath. “The first time we were married,” I said, “I did almost everything wrong.” Her eyes stayed fixed on mine. She didn’t interrupt.

My wife, Monica, hated the smell of alcohol, so I had never once seen her drink. Not even at the celebration for my succession as Don did she touch a single drop. That changed at a Family banquet, when a party game broke out halfway through. Monica lost. The penalty: sit on the lap of your one true love and share a lovers' toast. Without a second of hesitation, she picked up her glass, settled onto Dillon's lap, and drank it down. The room erupted in cheers, and every pair of eyes turned to me with the same expectation. They were waiting for me to flip the table and storm out. But I just watched Monica in silence, slid the ring off my finger, and placed a set of divorce papers in front of he

I furtherly asked. "Yes, we did. I kissed you first and it happened before we got married. That was just one kiss in the middle of the night, to be honest, and then on our wedding day, and the third kiss happened while we were celebrating. And to answer your second question...no, we haven't. Because after we got married, you got into an accident on our way to the airport and you stayed for months in the hospital after that," he commented with sadness on his face.

She sneered. "No, that's my ring! Return it to me!" Even though there was blood on my lips, I lunged for the ring. It was a simple band that Grady had made for me on our first date, after which it was set with a few tiny diamonds. Since it was our first time making anything, we went with matching yet minimalist designs. I cherished it. Worried it might get worn out in daily life, I kept it safe as a necklace, tucked close to my heart, where our love stayed safe.

Andien had many plans to get back at Kenan and she had to do it carefully and not in a hurry, especially after Andien knew that Mark was now on Alinda's side. A week after Andien's arrival in Jakarta, Andien and her lawyer went to the religious court. The intention was clear: to file for divorce, but Andien was surprised that her marriage had not been registered with the religious court. "How can it not be registered when I have this marriage book?" asked Andien, brandishing the marriage book she had received from Mark. "May I see it?" the officer asked with a furrowed brow. Andien handed over her marriage book and the officer looked at the data again. Andien waited in silence for a long tim

The scene of yesterday's wedding was still fresh in my mind. At that time, Jason said firmly, "I've been looking forward to this day since I first met you. We're finally husband and wife. If you're ever unhappy with me in the future, tell me, and I will turn over a new leaf. If it's something I can't change, I will give you a proper explanation. Whatever you do, please don't just vanish on me." "Okay," I agreed, feeling bad for him because of the bad breakup. I had not expected our first day as a married couple to turn out in such a manner.

They both smiled cheekily. Ughhhh I groaned at this. Not willing to tell them about my first night, I decided to change the topic. "Oh shoot!! Look we are 35 seconds late! Let's hurry!" I tried to walk fast towards my first class but they both stopped me. "Na..uh..you ain't going like this." Mia grabbed my hand. "Yess, you need to tell us before what exactly happened." "Nothing happened." I still lied. I didn't want to tell them how my husband cheated on me the day of our wedding. How we argued, how we are still strangers while being married.

She too was finally looking little happy as she was as lost in the deepness as much as I was. And then the final words I was during to hear. "I pronounce you as husband and wife," The room was all in chaos of laughter. People's face full of smiles and happiness embracing the surrounding. I'm married. I have a wife. My bride. ~ "Never sleep together at first night " an drunk man who we don't even know sitting between us brother was talking gibberish as I was waiting for the time to happen and me to leave. "If you urge at first night it's like giving up. Than you will forever be slave of her for sex" He again kept saying drunk as we gestured a servant to take this man away from sight.

He turned around within Camelia’s embrace, then looked at his wife’s beautiful face with amused furrowed brows. “First night?” Calvin teased, one of his hands rising to tuck a loose strand of Camelia’s hair behind her ear. “There’s no such thing as a first night, Darling. Haven’t we already done it almost every night? Even in several different positions, right?” Camelia’s face instantly turned perfectly red. She pinched Calvin’s waist lightly in annoyance. “You’re so annoying! It still feels different. This is our first night after I officially became your legal wife.”