Ramalan Kapan Aku Menikah Mga Nobela at Kwento

"Good. Lena's presentation went well. Three institutions want to collaborate on follow-up studies." "That's major." "It is." I closed my laptop. "I need to tell you something." He sat down. "What?" "Lena and I are getting married. September. Small ceremony. Diana's garden if she agrees." He was quiet for a moment. Then he smiled. "About time." "You're not surprised." "You've been building toward this for a year. I'm just glad you finally made it official." He paused. "Does Diana know?" "We're telling her at lunch today."

He remained quiet for another long time and kept me in suspense. I waited for so long, I started tapping my fingers lightly on the desk. I was scared of talking so I wouldn't ruin things, Jordan could be very unpredictable most of the time too. "Samantha Brandon" he said at last. I looked at him, confused. "I can only get married to Samantha Brandon and no one else" he said and I gaped widely at him. "That's impossible, she was your ex_girlfriend and she rejected your proposal for marriage, she....."

He gave my stomach a quick look. I touched my stomach. "There's nothing there but what I ate earlier. I am too young to get pregnant." "It's good that your uncle—sorry, your husband—has strength for his obligation as your husband." Ryan chuckled. "Our age difference isn't that big, and he's as strong as if Daniel were only my age." "Okay, you said it." "Oh, by the way, Kuya Ryker's wedding is tomorrow." "Is he getting married as well?" Ryan asked, surprised. Even though he and my brother did not get along, they hung out a few times. "I did not know he had a girlfriend."

Kenapa semua terasa aneh. Sampai tibalah hari H, tanggal 24 Maret. Pagi ini aku akhirnya akan melangsungkan ijab qobul dengan Dokter Rasyid dilanjutkan dengan acara resepsi siangnya nanti.

Her eyes widened and she looked at her screen and back at me. "You're a multi billionaire Mr. Ramirez," she mumbled in awe. "I'm very aware of that, Mrs. Aoki," I smarted back and watched her entire demeanor change. She offered me tea and removed over half of the stack of papers. I signed my name on several documents and my wrist hurt when I dotted the last i. "Are you married by chance, Mr. Ramirez," she finally asked me. I looked over at her and grinned. "Not yet, but I will be soon, planning on holding my wedding here in Japan," I replied.

Liam’s POV “What day is it today?” I asked my secretary, trying to confirm today’s date. “It’s Tuesday the 19th, sir,” she responded. “Okay, thank you,” I said, dismissing her. “Shit,” I muttered to myself, putting down what I was reading. It had just dawned on me that it was a few days to D-day and I was not ready. It was four days to be exact. Four days till I get married, for the next three years at least.

Where I'm being cuddled in Ryan's arms. I sigh at the thought. Ryan and I have been together for eight years. He asked me to marry him last year and I was the happiest woman alive because I insanely love him. He's the best thing that has ever happened to me. I love how he understands me and treats me like the perfect gentleman. I don't know why we haven't gotten married yet, but him being a Software engineer and me being a Surgeon, we barely have time to spare, hence, the stretch of our marriage ceremony. We're always changing dates I think both families are fed up.

“What did you say?” Carla came closer and knelt beside her, putting her food down as she spoke . “They’ve arranged it. You’re getting married tomorrow morning.” “To who?” Amara asked quietly, though deep down, she already knew it wouldn’t be good news. Carla paused for a second. Then she whispered, “Dominic Romano.” There was a total silent for some minutes Amara blinked. Once. Twice. She looked away, her heart beating fast in her chest.

Nigel asked, surprising Amelia with his sudden question. The last thing Amelia expected to be asked was anything concerning marriage and she couldn't really think of the best way to actually reply. "Alpha Ryan and I are taking our time and we'll be happy to inform you all of when we intend to get married when the right time comes," she answered, hoping that made sense enough.

I replied calmly, going back to my phone. "No, no, no." Ryan waved his hands frantically. "Did you just say you're getting married. Today. As in today?" I didn't answer. I just continued typing instructions to my lawyer. "Draft a marriage contract. Two years. Confidential. Standard clauses. I’ll explain more later." Ryan stared at me like I'd just told him I was moving to Mars. "Are you serious right now?" he asked slowly. I nodded without looking up. "Very serious."