Cerpen Menikah Tanpa Cinta Novels & Stories

"Once upon a time, there was a man who fell in love with a woman. She was beautiful, charming, everything he ever wanted. He worked hard to build a life for them, to create a home, to make sure she had everything she needed." Carlson smirked. "Sounds like every love story that eventually goes wrong." Stanley let out a dry chuckle. "Oh, you have no idea." He took another sip before continuing. "This man and woman were married for years, but they had no children. It wasn't for lack of trying. The doctors said nothing was wrong with them, yet month after month, year after year, no child came." Carlson frowned slightly, something about the story tugging at a part of him.

It was just a heartfelt statement inadvertently coming from the bottom of his heart. Hearing Ember's words, he took her into his arms with smiling eyes and assured her seriously, "I will make up for everything I owed you back then, including a proposal and a wedding. Nothing will be missing." They were already married and had two adorable children, but at that time, they were married in a hurry without going through a proper procedure. They became spouses by getting a marriage certificate without a proposal and wedding. Caleb swore silently that if others had gone through those procedures, he would make up for her so that she would not miss any of them.

They even wished for Fachri and Airin's relationship to improve from its current state. The presence of the man who is supposedly Airin's husband is now clearly visible. His sacrifices appear convincing, portraying a husband fighting for his wife. Fachri's status as a lecturer from an esteemed family undoubtedly convinces him as Airin's husband. Despite choosing to live a difficult life and leaving his family to reside in the apartment with Airin. What more do they need? Everything seems convincing, even without a marriage certificate as concrete evidence. However, a lack of approval is usually associated with an unofficial marriage, with only a

And now, when my child and I were facing a life-or-death situation, he was holding another woman in his arms, telling me I was overreacting. He said I was his only wife, yet he refused to give me even a legal marriage certificate. He said I was the only one in his heart, yet when I needed him most, he chose to take care of another woman. He said he would give me everything, yet he let me become a joke, an unwed mother whose child had no legal standing. I laughed until tears streamed down my face. Enough. It was truly enough. I steadied myself and walked to the bedroom. I pulled out the forged miscarriage certificate I had prepared long ago and left it on the table.

So, it's better if he doesn't care if they will only husband and wife in a name. Yassi inevitably let out a deep sigh. Marriage is truly unique in this world. They were not even married in the church. After all, there is no church in this world of comics. Their men will just take her to the prince's manor and then leave her. That's all. It was as if she had just delivered herself to be the wife of a man.

“Good thing you’re not a man, Nana. Otherwise, no girl could escape your grasp. I’m not ready to confess yet. Sheila seems suspicious, so I couldn’t stay long.” Serenity said, “What preparation do you need to confess? If you love her, just tell her. If she rejects you, deal with it then. If she doesn’t, you’ll naturally start dating. Once your feelings deepen, marriage will follow naturally. “When your brother and I got married, there wasn’t even any love at the start.” Alex said, “You two are different. Your love story can’t be replicated.” He did not want to copy their story either. He wanted mutual love and willingness, not a marriage of convenience, at least at the beginning.

Some endings didn't require words. Only presence. Only love. Only hope. And somewhere beyond grief... Beyond vengeance... Beyond the shadows of Genesis... A new story quietly began. Not one about survival. Not one about revenge. But one about healing. About family. About choosing love over fear. Again. And again. And always. The End.

“I just want to see it. If we’re really married like you claim, I need to see the actual document binding us together.” Her smile was gone now. She stared at me for a long, hard moment, and I could almost see the wheels turning in her mind. Then, with a sigh, her shoulders slumped in defeat. “Fine. There’s no marriage certificate.” My heart stilled, though I already suspected it. “We weren’t legally married. Alejandro wasn’t even ordained, and you disappeared before we had the chance to make it official.” I didn’t say anything for a second. I just nodded slowly, like the truth needed time to settle into the cracks of my conscience. “So I was never legally your husband.”

Not the cold, business-like contract we once signed but this time around, the marriage certificate was real. “I had my personal lawyer prepare this for us. There are no clauses, no time limit, no shareholder benefits. Just us, Declan Westwood and Isabella Westwood, husband and wife. For love and not for leverage” he expressed and my heart twisted painfully. “Declan” I called out and he caught my hand and lifted it up to his lips. “Marry me again Isabella Westwood. I want you to be my wife in every way. No contracts. No end dates. Just forever” he said and I couldn't help it because I was the emotional type as tears filled my eyes.

Damien looked sharp, as usual with his suit crisp and his face calm looking like he had done this kind of thing a hundred times. I, on the other hand, had my palms sweating even though I had tried to put on a brave front. The pen in my hand shook slightly when I signed my name next to his. And Just like that… I was married. My throat felt dry. There were no flowers, no music, no vows whispered. No family standing proudly. No ring sliding down my finger. Just ink, paper, and silence. I never imagined I would get married without Caleb by my side. My best friend. My Twin in all sense of the world. My only Family.