Pernikahan Kontrak Novels & Stories

“Sign the contract and our marriage application because Aries will return to get it and process it. Let’s talk about our grand wedding when I get you pregnant.” My eyes widened at what he said. When I agreed to the wedding, I didn’t expect a grand celebration; I knew that we would only end up having sex. But I still can’t stop thinking about that word as I sign the papers. Wedding. It was supposed to be for someone who loves each other, but why am I facing this with someone who is not even my type? Well, I fantasize about his body, but that’s all.

I shook my head hastily and fearfully. He raised the document, “Have you taken time to peruse through the rules and obligation in this contract marriage? “You must give me a grandchild. Didn’t you read the contract marriage agreement?” he asked yet further. I shook my head, “Yes, no, yes, yes sir,” I was confused, my breathing became a war. Tension and uncertainty had taken over me. “You must get pregnant for Brian and give him a child before the end of this contract marriage else you stand to refund the half a million dollars with interest. Am I understood?”

Under it, some wordings caught my attention as I read through, and my eyes paused on a particular wording: The marriage contract will expire in a year. "Wait, the contract is expiring a year after?" I uttered. "Yes. Were you expecting a permanent contract marriage? I hope you realize this isn't a real marriage. You are, in no part, my wife. This is just a beneficial arrangement between the two of us, no love base, so it shall expire one year after signed. During this period, I shall help you with whatever you need while you help me with whatever I need," he said. He was right; I guess I was forgetting the fact that it wasn't an official marriage. Was I even thinking of living with him foreve

I found myself saying, and just as if someone dumped a bucket of cold water on us, her eyes went wide immediately as she pushed me away and got up to her feet immediately. “What?!” She exclaimed. Great! Just great Jonathan, what a way to ruin the mood. “A public wedding? I don’t want to, please don’t make me,” She said turning back to face me, I sighed and slowly got up to my feet. “I know you’re looking forward to the fourteenth day, but Jackie please, I can assure you, we’ll get a divorce as initially agreed,” “Don’t deceive me Jonathan, I might be helpless but I’m not a child! We have just seven days left for this contract to end, and we’re supposed to have an elaborate wedding and still

Rolling my eyes, I brought out a stack of papers and handed it to him, “This is a contract stating that our marriage will only last for two years. I don’t want a loud wedding; we can go and register our marriage at the town hall. Although we will be staying together, this marriage is only on paper and I understand that you may have needs, you can get that from whomever you want but it shouldn’t make headlines. And most importantly, no kids. Let me know what you’d like me to add.” I said, stealing a

He picked up a black leather folder before returning to Hellena and handing it to her without ceremony. “Read it.” Hellena accepted the folder with trembling fingers. The moment she opened it, her eyes quickly scanned the official document titled: Contract Marriage Agreement. The terms were written with rigid precision: • The marriage will last for one year only. • No physical contact of any kind is permitted. • Emotional attachment or personal feelings are strictly prohibited. • Neither party may interfere in the other's private affairs. • The marriage must remain completely confidential from the public and workplace. • Both parties will live under the same roof but occupy separate bedrooms

By page twenty-four, she looked angry. “Absolutely not.” “Maya.” “No. This is not a contract. This is a trap with letterhead.” “It’s standard for clients at this level.” “Standard for people who expect to ruin lives and pay invoices afterward.” Lena rubbed her forehead. “It’s one wedding.” “No, it’s not. You said it yourself. This is a merger wearing a veil.” That was the problem. Maya was right.

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"?

"You have been mine to raise, mine to protect, mine to guide since you were nine years old. I carved you into this woman standing before me. I paid for your food, your clothes, your education. I shaped you. And I do not share what is mine. I will not let anyone else take you. And I will not let anyone harm you." "It's just a contract," he continued, pushing the papers closer. The sound of the paper sliding against wood sounded like a gunshot in the silence. "Two years. That is all. We play the part in public. We smile for the cameras. We maintain the image of a perfect, loving couple. In private... we maintain our distance. I will not force you to do anything you do not want. After two years

Their wedding looked good, but more drama was yet to come. It was three days before the wedding ceremony. Charles and Sarah were very busy preparing for it. According to the wedding customs, they couldn’t see each other before the wedding so they could only care for their own things. Sophia happened to have holiday time off so she could come back to help Sarah. Since they didn’t have parents, Sophia was very concerned with her sister’s wedding and kept asking about what she could do to help with the wedding.