Novel & Cerita What Does Arranged Marriage Mean

"But Max... "Don't take a freedom that doesn't belong to you again, I'm not interested in you, or anyone in your family, I'm not here for pleasure..." Máximo growled with a clenched jaw. "Much less do I care to have you as my spouse..." And if you are chosen to marry me, do not think, not for a moment, that I will become a sweet and loving spouse, do not expect anything from me, I do not like you, I am not attracted to you at all, I do not even like you, you are no different from all the stupid girls who live throwing themselves before me... This is an arranged marriage, a transaction between the two families, nothing more. Valeria's eyes filled with tears as the girl clenched her fists at h

(Anastasia's POV) My mind went blank as I stares at the white folder for almost an hour now. Did not know what to do in this situation to the fact that this is Grandfather wish me to do. Is this what they called Arranged Marriage? I only read this in books and saw this situation in movies as the two people tied the knot without love involved but all because to joined forces with their companies to be more powerful in the business world. Am I experiencing the same situation?

It's beyond damage! "It's an arranged marriage. I need to do this for my family." He spits out. Mental blink! Arranged what!? What sort of a preposterous absurdity is this? Arranged marriage?! I thought those ridiculous things used to happen back in the 17th era? During the times of our fore-ancestors. We are in the 21st century for God's sake! Who in this era would be this old-school to come up with such insanities? And what straight man in this era would agree to be bound by such a ridiculous thing?

“My father has arranged for us to meet… and us meeting is with the specific interest of getting married.” The world tilted. Zey let out a strangled, pained sound in my head that made my vision flicker red. My voice came out rough. “…like an arranged marriage?” She nodded again. “Yeah,” she whispered. “Very much like that. It’s… important in our community. For the father to have sway in who the daughter marries.” My blood ran ice cold. No. No, absolutely not. She rushed on, words tumbling now.

The friendly, bookish man who’d been so curious about the outside world had been intended as my husband? “That’s…” I didn’t know how to finish the sentence. “I know it’s a lot to process. But you have to understand, arranged marriages aren’t about romance in our world. They’re about creating the next generation of gifted children, ensuring the survival of our abilities.” I thought about Karl’s genuine smile, his curiosity about my life. Had he known? When we’d talked in the hallway, had he been thinking about what might have been? “Does he know?” I asked.

What a self-centered and cold man. “I need to tell you something.” She looked at me, curious. “Tell me, tell me,” she repeatedly said. “But promise me to not shout or say something. Let me tell everything first.” She nodded. “Alright, I’m listening.” I nodded and take a deep breath. “Marcus and I made a deal.” She raised an eyebrow. “And then?” She asked. Oh, she did not get it. “What I mean is, our marriage is arrange. Like we made a deal, then boom, we got marry,” I explained. Her brow furrowed.

Well my father is wealthy, actually my mother is also from a wealthy family, they had an arranged marriage maybe that's why she keeps pressuring me, I think to myself. "Please don't tell me you agree with her." I say. "I'm not exactly a romantic, so I don't think arranged marriages are so bad. Most marriages end in divorce because people choose wrong. They have no idea what to look for in a partner, what kind of relationship will last for fifty years. They think with their emotions rather than logic, so they marry for all the wrong reasons. By finding a suitable partner that checks off all the boxes, you eliminate all of that." Lucas explains.

This is my first time here. "No, I'm not." Still, I answered nicely. "I'm here to find someone since he didn't show up to our date, yesterday." And that someone is your friend. "Is he your boyfriend? " She asked. "No. Well...he is my fiance. But we never met nor we dated before. Both our parents arranged the marriage for us. Yesterday is supposed to be our first date, but he didn't show up because he said he has a match." I said with a sad and disappointed tone.

Isn't it? Well, let me stick to the arranged marriage. The girls’ decisions to tie a knot with someone solely depends on how much does the families like each other, what is the earnings of the prospective grooms and bride, and in some of the fortunate cases the opinions of the would-be bride and groom.

My mother says it’s bad luck for the groom to see the bride before the wedding, but I had hoped to at least see his face before our parents had arranged this wedding. My mother, however, called me shallow when I asked to see his face. Apparently, I should be grateful that my family has found me a husband. It’s a privilege to get married, my mother has told me. Unfortunately, I don’t share her opinion. At least not with arranged marriages, which in my mind, equals death to your soul. Love is the meaning of life; finding genuine love is my dream, and I can’t think of anything worse than having my partner picked for me.