Novel & Cerita We Got Married

“We're already married, kaya sa bahay ka na titira. Doon na kayo umuwi ng kapatid mo 'pag na-discharge na siya.” Hindi magawang makapagsalita ni Madel pagkatapos iyon sabihin ni Franco. Kakatapos lang nilang kumain ngayon sa isang restaurant na malapit lang sa hospital at ngayon pa lang din sila nagkita ulit matapos ang tatlong araw.

It is something that feels so invisible but is very big and clear. We went home with great laughters and comfortability from our friends. It was too sudden to tell them about our relationship but neither got overwhelmed and so shock about it. Accept and Embrace. That's what happens. They congratulate us for being married. They just hope and wishes us a happy and meaningful marriage. “I'm sleepy...” sabi ko at sumandal sa upuan ng sasakyan. He looked at me with wary and worried eyes. “I'm sorry. We should have gotten early than 12 AM in the morning.”

Hindi na rin naman ako naniniwala sa marriage, at kung ano man ang binitiwan namin ni Jethro sa isa't-isa ay pawang skripted lang. Lulan kami ng kanyang Porsche, parehas kaming tahimik sa backseat. Wala nang nabuong pag-uusap mula ng lumabas kami sa Munisipyo. Wala rin naman akong masasabi pa sa kaniya, lahat ay napag-usapan na naman the day before the Civil Wedding.

I let out a deep sigh and crossed my arms over my chest. "We're getting married." His husky voice echoed inside this car. Sumulyap ako sa katabi ko na seryosong nakatitig sa daan habang nagmamaneho. Kay Gavin na ako pinasabay nila daddy dahil magkatabi lang naman ang building ng condo namin. "Damn you and your one week," mariin kong sambit. Mahina siyang natawa. "I'm sorry, but I'm serious about that, we're getting married in one week."

my eyes grew open in surprise. The two nodded at me. "Yes, it's already a month since we got married secretly in Canada," sagot sa akin ni Royce. "Sorry for not saying this to you, Amber." I laugh with joy. "Of course, okay lang sa akin. Oh, God, finally you two are now a married couple. Congratulations Iris and Royce, hangad ko ang kaligayahan ninyong dalawa." I said it was full of happiness. "Thank you for understanding me, Amber. Akala ko talaga magtatampo ka sa amin ni Royce, lalo na sa akin."

It's been 3 years since we got married through arranged marriage. We married to fulfill his grandfather's wish. And that is to see him getting married to someone. Akala ko pa noon ay after ng kasal mag papa annul agad kami. But I was wrong, because his grandfather wanted us to live on the same roof. He wants me and Uno to live until he passes away.

"Ikasal mo na kami ulit ng asawa ko, Dad. I won't let this day passed again without marrying my wife again." We both laughed when Daddy Ernesto cleared his throat as he started the ceremony for us. It was short but meaningful. This time we married in front of the people we love, without doubts, without hesitations. After years of being far from each other. After all the pain and trials experienced, we are here, ready to face the world as husband and wife. Finally, in a world full of temporary, I found my permanent. I married the man of my dreams, my calm after the storm and the half that makes me whole...

Nothing is cheap with Justin. “I, Arizona Marie Consigna, take you, Justin Paul Calderon, as my lawful husband, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, until death do us part. I will love and honor you all the days of my life.” We are officially married.

After the proposal, we started attending to marriage seminars. We wanted to be guided well. Because, marriage is not a joke. It isn't something you do just because you wanted. We want let God lead this marriage. We know that if we let God be the author of our lives everything will be alright. Yes, we just got married today. Kahit ako hindi makapaniwala. Isa na akong Jimenez. The preparation lasted for a month before we held the wedding. Just a few people came, our family, friends and some of our work mates were present there to support us.

I put down my mug. ​We looked at each other. ​The day our family started? ​Technically, that was the day I signed a contract in a cold lawyer's office. Or the day we got married in a civil ceremony where Atticus looked like he wanted to be anywhere else, and I looked like a hostage. ​We didn't have a "wedding" photo. Not a real one. Not one with a white dress, a veil, and happy smiles. ​"Uh," I stammered. "Wala ba tayong ibang picture? How about your birthday?"