Novel & Cerita How To Bring Romance Back Into Marriage

“Do you know what our marriage lacks?” I stayed silent, not replying to him. “The process,” said Ibrahim. “What process?” I was a little confused. Ibrahim couldn't help but laugh at my expression. “Yes, we are married, but we skipped the process of getting to know each other, earning each other's trust, and holding on to each other when things don't go right. It might be overwhelming that I really wanted to try. It will be my attempt at earning back your heart. Even Romeo and Juliet had a difficult love journey, but I'm sure mine and yours will have a different story to tell. What do you think? Should we consider today as day one?”

And they will leave immediately. I don’t want to cheat, of course! Even if it's a forced marriage, it's still not good for a woman to cheat. I just don't know about Callum. This is so frustrating. “How is that?! How can I do that?!” Frustrated, I gulped down the wine that was in the bottle while adjusting myself because I really had no idea about that. How can I seduce my husband?! I already tried to search about how to romance your husband. But there’s just the same context! It’s always about sex! I don’t even have any experience on that thing!

I added. Marianne's eyes met mine as she chimed in. "Oh, Regan, you must have some advice for keeping the romance alive. You two always seem so... coordinated." I swallowed hard, my mouth dry. I know my stepmother has an idea of how’s my marriage so I didn’t understand why she was not using that information against me right at the moment. "We just focus on the little things," Regan said smoothly, "Simple gestures can make a big difference."

I knew Isabella was a hundred percent right, but that didn’t mean it made me feel any better. "What do I do to fix it?" I asked, swirling the straw in my milkshake. The sugary sweetness tasted more like a chore than a treat. She shrugged, popping another fry into her mouth. "Go on dates again. Tell him he can’t just roll over on your side of the bed, have sex, and then roll back to his side and fall asleep. He needs to chase you, even after marriage." Isabella’s voice became firmer, and I noticed the hint of frustration in her eyes. "You can’t let things get stagnant."

That flame won’t go out if we love our partners for who they are, not just for what they look or have. Mutual respect and understanding can sometimes get lost due to pride. No one wants to submit. So when we feel like losing interest, we need to remember the joy our partner once brought us. Sometimes, we don’t realize there are promises we haven’t kept or things we’ve forgotten to do. As the saying goes, marriage isn’t like rice you can spit out when it burns your tongue. We must be ready to face both the sweetness and bitterness, the joy and the sorrow that comes with it.

"I have an idea. Why don't you kidnap her and elope? Go somewhere where there's just the two of you. Take a break from wedding planning" "Do you want me to die? Sabrina will kill me if I do something as crazy as that" "She wouldn't have the time to do so if you reminded her why she accepted to marry you. Go to the beach house or the cabin upstate. Rekindle your romance, bring your sexy back and forget about the wedding for a while. I think that most people get enough of each other before the wedding, so that after they're married, the spark is already gone. Leaving you wondering why people bother getting married if they're going to divorce six months later"

"Are we still on this matter? I don't owe you any explanation. You are my wife and I can decide to do whatever I want to do with you. Have sex with you anytime, any day, and anywhere. Do I still need to explain to you why it happened?" "But I know you are not this romantic. You didn't even do this in the first month of our marriage. So that was why I was surprised" "My dear, you don't need to worry. Most times when the marriage is getting boring, one of us needs to do something to spice it up" "Hmmm, marriage therapist, Ride On"

"But I just don't think it'll happen. He just wouldn't risk it." My friend's response popped up almost instantly. "Then you need to take matters into your own hands. Show him what he's missing. Bring the spark back into your marriage." “Like I haven't been trying to do that already,” I wanted to type as I read her words. It wasn't the first time she had suggested something like this, but this time, it seemed different. Desperate times call for desperate measures, right? "I don't know," I hesitated, my fingers hovering over the keyboard. "Do you really think that'll work despite all I've done in the past?"

"Man, you really are terrible at this whole marriage thing." "I never claimed to be good at it." "Clearly." Nikolai finally spoke up, his voice cutting through the conversation like a knife. "A word of advice,. If you want this marriage to work, and I assume you do, given you went through with it—you need to at least pretend to care about the romantic gestures. Women notice these things." "I'll keep that in mind," I said, even though I had no intention of following that advice. Myra wasn't like other women. She didn't want romance. She'd said as much in her vows—she just wanted to try, to make it work. That was practical. That was honest. That was something I could work with.

“You’re unbelievable. You can’t just say it like that!” “What did I do wrong?” “You’re so stiff, man! You’re like a robot. No romance, no buildup just bam, ‘let’s have sex’ like you’re ordering pizza. You need to soften up a bit.” I stared at him. “You’re not even married. What do you know?” “I know enough,” he shot back. “If you want her to love you again, be kind. Thoughtful. Do the little things. Bring her coffee. Compliment her hair. Make her feel wanted not just wanted in bed, but wanted in your life.”