Kisah Pernikahan Tanpa Cinta Novels & Stories

“We’ve been practicing like fucking rabbits, but she wants to do it the right way.” Kai chuckled, “which is?” “Well, no fucking offense. But you know how the song goes.” “Ah,” Malachi replied. “First comes love, then the fake marriage to Kennedy, then a divorce, another marriage, and then the baby in the babycarriage?” We all laughed, except for Kennedy. Who probably doesn’t want to laugh in case it gives her wrinkles. “Yeah, we’re not exactly the typical love story. But Kennedy told you about her and Cas marriage?” I asked Kai. I didn't think she would want people to know the truth.

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

I'm a lecturer at a university in this city. And all this time, I lost Airin because she ran away from home. Our parents are sworn enemies, so we got married without their approval. One day, I was careless, and my mother found our place, scolding Airin in the end." Fachri leaned against the wall, his gaze so pious as he stared at the worn-out ceiling of the apartment. The drama was so convincing that Wiwit could feel how uncomfortable it must be to marry without approval, to be interrogated by her

"Then what happened to your household? Did you and your husband start falling in love with each other?" No," answered Keysha honestly. "Even in the near future, we will separate soon; I have even filed for divorce in court," said Keysha. Suddenly, the journalists looked at each other in surprise at what Keysha had to say. "What is the reason you want to separate?" "Our marriage is not the same as other marriages; we do live in one house but not one bedroom," said Keysha. "Did it all happen because you still love your missing future husband?" "Yes, it's not even just me who loves other people's women; my husband, Aditya Wijaya, also loves another woman, namely his lover, who is not sanctioned

It sure is a long day ahead of us before we can toss away that piece of paper and before I can start using my name again. "Our love story is something else. How do we tell these to our—" Before I could say the word children. My system stopped me knowing that this would surely start another set of awkwardness and probably a disagreement. "How do we tell people how our love story started when they get curious and want me to share the details about it? How do I tell them that, unlike most relationships? Ours didn't start with love at first sight, friendship, or a one-night stand even? It started with deception. I made you believe that I was your fiancèe and then you tied me to you by forging my

In other words, it meant they didn't have any romantic feelings for each other. Cassandra was perceptive and understood what was going on. She realized that even though the couple had been married for so long, she had never seen them together. Abigail had never mentioned "Nathan" in front of her, and with all the hints Abigail had dropped before, it seemed that their marriage was not as happy as she had imagined. It was not uncommon for couples who were passionately in love before marriage to experience a breakdown in their relationship afterward, let alone those who got married without any emotional foundation to begin with.

Keerthi gazed at her husband, wondering why he wasn't continuing kissing her. She had a burning urge to do something,her body tingling in weird places. Vikram lied down straight,not looking at his wife,his pants uncomfortable. He closed his eyes, knowing his wife wasn't ready for that level of intimacy yet. It was just a moment, Vikram convinced himself. The mad urge to make love to his wife will pass. His wife was not ready,he reminded himself.

asked Ann in amazement and half disbelief. "Yeah, that's right, Ann." "Wow, why does it sound so similar to the scenario we made up for Merry when we agreed on a contract marriage?" Ann exclaimed in disbelief. "Well, for you, it's a fabricated story, but for us, it's a real story. Our first love had forgotten our existence and married someone else. What a pity. Well, it's also our fault for being too busy working and going abroad for too long," Jace replied a little regretfully.

"Oh, really?" "My husband already explained everything to me!" she snapped. "He told me he'll marry me. And does it really matter whether we're legally married right now? The fact remains that he loves me. He'll do anything I ask of him. Unlike you, who was foolish enough to enter a marriage with a man you'd never even met before. How embarrassing." Hearing that, I scoffed. "A marriage with someone I didn't know?" "Yes, of course," she replied. "You married an incognito husband."

“Did I do something wrong? If I did, we can talk about it. We can fix it.” “There’s nothing to fix,” he replied calmly. Too calmly. Tears blurred my vision. “Then why?” His silence was cruel. “I’m in love with someone else,” he said finally. My knees felt weak. I reached for the back of the couch to steady myself. “Someone else?” I repeated. “Richard, we’re married.” “Yes,” he said. “And our marriage was never supposed to be real.” The words cut deeper than any blade ever could. “Not real?” I laughed weakly. “What do you mean, not real? Three years, Richard. Three years of living together. Of sharing a bed. Of...”