Cinta Tidak Memandang Usia Novels & Stories

I said, poking Mason on the cheek. Mason clearly didn't understand why Malcolm married a woman older than him with about seventeen years...and the years weren't particularly kind on the woman. “Love? What the fuck is that? I mean, Malcolm isn't a cute devil like me but he deserves better.” “Love isn't all about physical attraction, and age gap doesn't mean shit as long as it's between consenting adults, we are in the fucking twenty-first century...catch up!” “Makes sense that you would say that.” Mason shot.

She trembled with rage. Santiago sneered. "Grandma, for this point, I beg to differ. When it comes to love, age is nothing but a number. I'm still going to marry her even if she were a 70-year-old. I mean, my heart wants what it wants." Santiago was infuriating, and Raeleigh finally had her firsthand experience. Cynthia pulled Santiago's hand and said, "Let's..." "Let's go." Santiago turned around and led Cynthia away. Marissa pointed at Santiago as he walked away and ordered, "Lock him up right now."

He leaned closer and answered, “Of course. No matter how long this fight is, I will wait. I will.” Adira laid a sweet smile on her lips. Then she said, “Even after 50 years?” Chadwick’s smile vanished. He uttered, “Excuse me?” A long push and pull love game between them continued. There were times when they cried, laughed, fought, felt butterflies in their stomachs and CURSE. But no matter how long it will take, loving someone has never been late. Age is just a number and emotionally, human’s heart doesn’t age. However, of course, the messy love triangle didn’t go up to 50 more years.

she mutters. "Then fuck age! If you two are both inlove with each other and want to be together, fuck something as stupid as age! Priyanka and Nick Jonas with a ten-year age difference married and they're happy together. Look at Prince Harry and Meghan. Victoria and David Beckham. Nobody gives a fuck about age anymore. What matters is the love you have for each other... And from what I saw last night and how you two were wildly passionate, the both of you are madly inlove. Don't let age be a rival. " " But the people? What will the people say about me being with a younger person? "

he murmured in her ears. "Hmm... I would love that. But why wait forty years for it?" She chuckled. "Well, I know what a terrible dancer you are, it will take forty years for you to dance like that." Chandni tried to smack her husband but he wound her arms around her and kissed her softly on her cheek. "Hey!! Stop. You have no sense of place or time...." Chandni tried to free herself from his embrace, but in vain. "Okay I had enough of this!We are going for a looooong honeymoon and if you even utter a word about my sense of anything while we are there, I will..."

"Don't let him get in your head." "He said you'd get bored with me eventually. Trade me in for someone younger." "That's the stupidest thing I've ever heard." Trenton sounded genuinely offended. "Bronwyn, I waited forty seven years to feel what I feel for you. Why the hell would I throw that away?" "Because I'm young and inexperienced and—" "And brilliant and beautiful and the only woman who's ever made me feel truly alive." He cut me off. "Age is irrelevant. What matters is that I love you and you love me and we make each other better."

Lewis interrupted. "They support us because this is our wish." The old man gripped his wife's hands tightly. "Love shouldn't come in shackles. At my age, you'll realize that it really is as simple as respect and mutual understanding." They had no regrets at all. Truly, their only regret was the little time they had left to spend in one another's company. The more in love a couple was, the faster time flew by. The contrary happened to those who weren't in love.

“Introduce you? My father would have my head on a platter.” An expression I couldn't decipher crossed his face. “I don't think age should matter when two people are in love,” he said quietly. “It shouldn't,” I agreed. “but I'm not a fan of younger men. I like them older and wiser.” “If you're looking at maturity, you'd be surprised how mature a seventeen-year-old can be, compared to a thirty-year-old,” he said. “Right!” I shook my head with a small smile. “Let's get you home.”

“She has accepted her life as it is, convinced herself that nothing will ever change. And do you know why? Because she is hopelessly in love with you. But let’s not forget that there’s a ten-year age gap between you. She is still in her twenties.” Carina leaned in slightly, her voice dropping into something more knowing. “One day, she will wake up and realize she doesn’t want to spend the rest of her life like this. The moment she understands that you won’t change, that you won’t love her the way she wants, she will leave you. Give her a few more years, let her hit her thirties, and you won’t see her around anymore.” Cillian clenched his jaw. “You know what, Carina? Let’s get to business.”

Together, we reveled in the infinite beauty and love that permeated the universe, our spirits forever intertwined in a tapestry of interconnectedness. For love knows no boundaries, not even the boundaries of life and death. It is a force that transcends time and space, binding us all in a web of compassion and understanding. Our love story, which had begun with a single stroll and unfolded through the seasons of life, had become a symphony of love that echoed throughout eternity.