Marriage: Impossible Novels & Stories

" I never think about marriage, not even for a single second. It gives me goosebumps. Marrying someone is like going to prison. "I just got into a scandal, then you will just say that I need to marry someone? Dad, marriage is not a joke; you can't just say it like it's not a big deal! It's my life that will be ruined if I just marry someone that I don't even love," I said, and I was about to walk away from my father, but I heard him talk again.

"We have to get married just to enter a country..” Sabrina smiled, staring at the marriage certificate that required her signature. “It's Imani. They're old-fashioned. It's romantic. We'd get a divorce as soon as we get back.” Finn and Sabrina travel to Imani, a country with a strict no-cohabitation policy for unmarried couples.

He has this thought, 'That if only that woman refuses the offer of his grandpa, then maybe he wouldn't have been in a tight situation and wouldn't be forced to marry. The truth was he was already in love with someone, but his grandpa hated the family of his woman, so his grandpa disagrees with their relationship. But even though his grandfather did not agree to their relationship before, he still did not force him to separate until the woman he married came. That when his grandfather changed his mind and threatened him to disinherit if he disagrees; so he got no choice but to obey his grandpa.

] So I was party B in this contract; let's keep going, [Number three; party B is would take care of all the chores while Party A will take care of the cooking.] This was definitely absurd, one thing I would definitely twitch. I hate chores. [Number four; party B is not allowed to bring friends except Kimberly as she is mutual friend of both parties.] [Number five; Party B shall not request sexual intercourse from Party A and vice versa. Party B shall not request the love of party A, and vice versa.] [Number six; Both parties agrees that the marriage will come to an end after a year with no hard feelings attached. This simply means both parties are to get divorced on mutual terms. ]

Viso was horrified at his advice. Marriage! Fucking Marriage? "Hmm! I only bark after sniffing the relatable things, Compagno. I Am asking you to marry her, not impregnate her. She can't get pregnant on her own. Dog, you could be allergic to dogs can't you. And what is marriage, just a piece of paper. Sign a damn Prenup with her dammit. You can add all the things you want in that.” Viso hummed, knowing where his homie was going. He heard about these contract marriages a lot these days.

Maybe, if things progressed. This was another family I could never be a part of; another window I would never be able to breach. There was no hope of a future here; I'd always be second best. It hadn't even gotten that far. I was attracted to Jeanie but we weren't a couple; we had no past ... and maybe no future. Still, the potential was there. Jeanie had said she'd loved me; she'd fought with her sister because she had fallen for me. Love wasn't enough; love could never be enough. No, it's not enough. But it is an essential ingredient.

But he became oblivious to my cries as he scoffed and said. "I don't make the same mistake twice." Unable to understand his statement I continued to cry. "Do it!" He said loudly as I startled and began to let out convulsed gasps of dread. He let go of me as I signed the papers with my shaky hand. Feeling utterly broken, I wiped my tears and gave him an infuriated look. I slammed the papers in his hands and looked at him, "Now that you have made this marriage nothing but a mere contract. Let me tell you one thing, Mr Christian Elvis," I said coldly. As I was about to get out, I gave him one last furious look and said, "This marriage will be toxic for both of us."

“Congratulations in advance, Ma’am on your daughter’s wedding. Marriage in my opinion is like building a brick house on marsh. It could go wrong and at the same time turn out perfectly. But I can’t be too practical because then again, there is no fixed manual for what it is and how it works. I just know that as long as you are with a person who can tolerate, care, and understand what it means to be in it with you, then it might be the best thing to ever happen.”

And then silence returned, heavier than before. I turned my back to him and buried my face in the pillow. Only then did the tears I’d been holding back finally fall. Another night, another silence. I should have just followed my parents’ wishes. I shouldn't have insisted. It shouldn't have ended like this... a marriage without a name. I woke up around four in the morning. I cooked his favorite American breakfast and asked Belen to serve it before I went back to bed. When I opened my eyes again, it was 6:30. He was gone.

I kept looking at the paper with my eyes wide open and I was so close to it as thought I was going to go into it any time soon. I looked at him as though he said something really crazy which he obviously did. "What is this, why do I have to sign something like this"? He looked at me with his usual cold gaze and said. "Don't tell me you can't read". I just looked at him with the expression that said 'What the hell, is this dude for real?' "I can read clearly and that's the more reason why I'm not going to sign this crap. Why would I want to get married to you"?