Gay Test

Either what I get up to on a daily or what I fantasise who knows what’s real and what’s not

"Tidak, tidak! Aku tidak ingin Surga menikah dengan pria itu Tita, Tito!" Aku agak kaget ketika Ethan berbicara, aku tidak menyangka dia berbicara seperti itu. "Dan aku tidak ingin Ethan menikahi gadis itu Tita, Tito!" Ibu dan ayah terlihat kecewa. "Mengapa kamu selalu menentang pernikahan satu sama lain? Apakah kalian berdua--" Saya tidak tahu mengapa saya tiba-tiba memikirkan hal ini sekarang tetapi saya tidak peduli lagi! "K-Kita memiliki hubungan! Aku mencintai Ethan karena itu aku tidak ingin dia menikahi gadis lain!" Aku mengalihkan pandanganku ke Ethan, dia terlihat kaget tapi kemudian dia tiba-tiba memegang tanganku. "Y-Ya, Surga benar, bu! Kami saling mencintai itu sebabnya aku tidak menikahinya! Gadis yang ingin kunikahi adalah Surga!" "APA??" "Kupikir kalian hanya berteman..." "Sahabat..."

When my husband threatened me with divorce for the hundredth time, demanding I sacrifice myself for my sister, I did not cry or make a scene. I simply signed my name on the divorce papers and willingly handed over the man I had loved for ten years to my sister. A few days later, my sister spoke recklessly at a banquet and offended a powerful family. Once again, I stepped forward to take responsibility, bearing all the consequences in her place. When they later proposed that I become a test subject for my sister's drug research, I gladly accepted. Mom and Dad said I had finally grown into someone mature and responsible. Even my cold husband stood by my hospital bed and, for the first time in so long, gently stroked my cheek. He said tenderly, "Don't be afraid. The experiment won't be life-threatening. When you get out, I'll cook you a big meal." However, he did not know that regardless of whether the experiment was dangerous or not, he did not have to wait for me because I was already dying from a terminal illness.

Discovering an unknown city in the middle of the forest, a proud lesbian Claudia Laurel is transported to the night that she’s going to marry the rumored gay alpha, Pietro Leicester, to stop the prophesied war. Thinking that it was outrageous, she did everything she could to leave the place but she failed. Determined to go back home, she agreed on living with the alpha for 100 days and leaves afterward. However, upon learning the truth of her identity, that she’s not much of a stranger to this city and the man she’s living with, will she still choose to leave? Would love be enough for her to stay in his world forever?

Felix Reuben is the gay and rebel son to his parents. When he wakes up one morning to his parents telling him he's to get married to the famous, most successful young gay billionaire in the country, he is baffled and takes it upon himself to do everything he can to ruin all their plans.

On the day I got pregnant again, August decided to give up on gambling and work to provide for the family. I was so touched that I cried. With trembling hands, I handed him the money I had saved up after working odd jobs for a year. Two of the bank notes fell on the floor, and I picked them up before running after him. When I reached the end of the alley, I saw the mafia members who always came to our doorstep to demand repayment of our debt. They treated August respectfully. Apparently, his poverty was just a facade. “Mr. August, do we still need to surround your house and demand payment tomorrow?” August sat in a Lincoln limousine and said nonchalantly, “No need.” He stared at the ring on his finger and sighed. “It’s been years. It’s enough to prove that her love for me is real. She once worked so hard to pay off my debt that she suffered a miscarriage. “I already betrayed her once. It’s time to tell her about my true identity so that she doesn’t have to work so hard anymore.” But Ivy, his childhood friend, pouted. “You can’t! It’s not time yet to reveal the truth! What if she’s like your previous girlfriends and only cares about your money and your identity as a mafia boss? “You should wait a little longer and see whether she wants to have this baby.” August gave a wistful nod. “Alright. I’ll do as you say. In any case, she has been with me for so long. I don’t think she can leave me now.” I clenched the money in my hands and turned around. Tears streamed down my cheeks. I no longer wanted to live this lie dressed as love.

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After I landed in the hospital—again—from working myself into the ground, Jacob swore he was done playing house stockbroker. "Starting tomorrow, I'll do anything. Haul bricks, deliver pizza, whatever. I'm not letting you carry this alone." His eyes were glassy as he stormed out of the exam room like he was about to save the day or something. Then the doctor walked in and handed me a report. I was pregnant. Again. Heart racing, I chased after Jacob... and froze. He was standing outside some super VIP room. The same guys who used to bang on our door for money were suddenly all respectful. "Mr. Klein, should we block her door again tomorrow?" Jacob twirled our engagement ring around his finger. "No need. She already lost one baby paying off those debts. The test's over. Time she knew who I really am." Then my best friend—Lillian Morvain—strolled out and wrapped her arms around his waist like she belonged there. "Jacob, don't go soft. Your tests usually last at least five years. What if she's just another gold digger? Plus... I'd miss you." He hesitated. Smirked. "Fine. We'll do it your way. She's not going anywhere anyway." I stood there, clutching my stomach, sliding down the wall like the air had been punched out of me. Later, I pushed open the office door. "Dr. Spencer, I need a termination. Three days from now."

I was in the middle of believing that romantic relationships are fleeting and unreliable. My family's situation proves it. But. . . “You're gay?” After a long time of process, disguise, and plan, I thought I wouldn't fall. “Hindi ako mahuhulog sa 'yo, baka ikaw pa ang mahulog sa akin.” As time passes, true love can manifest in unexpected forms. “You prove me wrong Kaizen.” And proving that love knows no boundaries. — Vaniah Feumi Dellona Got Married with a Gay Billionaire

I had proposed seven times, but Winnie Smith continued refusing to marry me. This was because the Smith family had a special test. To marry their daughters, their sons-in-law had to refrain from sleeping with their fiancees after being drugged. I tried seven times. However, every time after I regained consciousness, Winnie would be sleeping naked next to me. She would cry and throw herself into my arms. “It’s fine. We can try again. I trust you.” It was not until the eighth time that I overheard her instructing the butler, “Switch the aphrodisiac to sleeping pills, and make sure it’s a high dosage. “After he falls asleep, I’ll take it from there as usual.” While I kept my eyes shut tight, I could hear her taking off her long dress. Then, she came over to unbutton my shirt. I heard her sigh. “I’m sorry, Benjamin Lowe. Joe Anderson’s been diagnosed with cancer, and his last wish is to be with me. “Don’t worry, though. After he passes, I’ll marry you immediately.” Right then, I realized that her family’s test had been a lie she told just to marry her childhood best friend. The next day, my parents pressured me again to leave the country and inherit the family business. So, I agreed to their request. Since she wanted to marry Joe, I would wish the couple well.