Wijaya Wedding Ring

My mother-in-law spreads lies about me having contracted an STD during my sister-in-law's wedding. When I hear this, I want to demand an explanation. However, my sister-in-law stops me and begs me to prioritize her happiness since it's her wedding. I hold myself back and wait until the reception is over. Later, my mother-in-law merely sweeps the matter under the rug and say she doesn't remember anything because she was drunk. However, the lies spread like wildfire. My neighbors scorn me, and my colleagues isolate me, treating me like a walking bacteria. I become dispirited from the constant mental distress and end up getting knocked by a car when I leave the house one day. I die from the accident. When I open my eyes again, I'm taken back to the day my mother-in-law lies about me having contracted an STD.

Crown Prince James Reynolds felt love in an unusual set-up, with another Prince, Raphael of Ayatullah. A relationship that shaken the foundation of Royal Families during that era. It urge several military and political struggles, those years also brought pain and tears to the couple for losing families and loyal friends caused by territorial expansions of neighboring countries when He took the Kingship. But this struggles reshape and redefine Monarchy when the relationship was accepted by the people which made possible by acceptance for the people. Witness the genesis of a new Kingdom.

Menikah bersama orang yang dicintai adalah impian setiap orang. Tetapi jika menikah tanpa adanya cinta akan seperti apa kehidupan pernikahan nya. Itulah yang terjadi dalam hidup Abiyya, menjalani pernikahan yang sama sekali bukan impiannya. Apakah pernikahan yang Abiyya jalani akan bertahan atau tidak??

“One day earlier or later—what’s the difference?” Henry asked calmly. It was my thirtieth birthday. The deadline of the promise he made beside my dying mother’s bed. But that day, he needed to take his pregnant sister-in-law to her prenatal appointment. “She’s carrying my late brother’s only child,” he said. “Why are you fighting her for this?” I wasn’t fighting for a date. I was fighting for the last shred of dignity in a fifteen-year love. The girl who once meant everything to him Had slowly become the unreasonable one. The sister-in-law who used to disgust him Had somehow become the one he needed to protect. So I smiled and said, “Fine.” And I left. Three days later, I turned thirty without him. That was the day Henry Jones began to regret it. Because soon he would learn— The baby wasn’t his brother’s. The betrayal didn’t start with me. And the woman he chose to hurt… was the only one who ever stood by him. But by then—I was already gone. And this time,He would be the one begging.

It was the night before my best mate’s wedding—his bachelor party, we made a deal to get blind drunk, but I arrived late. When I opened the door, I was not met with cheers, but with three corpses stalled in motion. My body went limp as my mind went blank. The only thought left in my head was that I had to call the police. “I’m calling from Block 3, Unit 301 of Silkwood Gardens. My three friends are all dead!” On the other end of the line, a female police officer responded calmly, “Please stay calm and don’t touch anything. Keep the crime scene untouched. A team will arrive shortly.” This should have been a night of wild debauchery, but I was the only one left alive. I slowly ducked my head and smiled.

On my wedding night, I was drugged and betrayed by the very people who were supposed to protect me. And then, I fell into the arms of a stranger, unconscious yet feeling every single sigh. Three years later, I’m a nanny trying to rebuild my life, only to discover that my new boss, who is rarely at home, is the same billionaire from that night. The man whose face no one has seen, but whose name never leaves the lips of the public. And the little girl he is raising? She is the baby I was told had died.

Who wants to become a replacement in someone else wedding day? Anthony Enriquez has a long history of failed relationships until it was concluded with a marriage but all of a sudden, the bride ran away with another man at the very last minute. Gretchen Kennedy is a modern-day Cinderella who was forced to escape from humiliation of her nasty step sisters and harassment from her step-father. Trying to seek safety and refuge, she went as far as Mexico. The two brokenhearted people yet single at the moment accidentally met in Mexico. Anton and Gretchen never imagined themselves being forced to marry a total stranger as a replacement bride and groom for that once in a lifetime special occasion any man and woman could ever dream of. The two imperfect people were matched by fate to make them believe that love at first sight and marriage can really happen. However, after consuming the first hundred days together, they made a serious decision to face the giant in their own lives. How will Anton and Gretchen forget the memory of their perfect replacement marriage? Will they accept the challenge of a real married life or remain single forever?

I've been in a three-year relationship with Antonio Bianco, the successor of the Bianco family. Everyone knows very well how much he loves me. But everything has changed the moment Antonio's older brother passes away, leaving behind his newly-widowed wife, Rosetta Serra, who's also pregnant. Antonio heeds Augusto Bianco's last wish by taking great care of Rosetta. He even ditches me at the altar numerous times for her sake. On our 51st wedding, Antonio still ends up leaving with Rosetta, who keeps crying her heart out. I just gaze at the way Antonio scrambles to come up with a new excuse. I notice how skillfully the wedding planning company is cleaning up the wedding venue in advance. I also spot the flash of a provocative smile Rosetta has shown to me behind Antonio's back as she links arms with him. Suddenly, I feel like a total joke for being with such a man over the past three years. When the hotel manager gives me the bill, he asks casually, "When will the 52nd wedding be held, Ms. Marino? We can make the preparations in advance." "There's no need for a wedding anymore," I respond with a smile. "Even if a wedding is to be held, the groom won't be the same person anyway." After leaving the hotel, I dial the number of the person in charge of the International Medical Organization. "Hello, I'm Cecilia Marino. I'd like to accept your invitation to join your organization, and I can leave anytime soon."

I dated my younger brother’s best friend, Dylan Lane, for three years. More than once, he told me how much he loathed arranged marriages and how he hated being chained by family interests. However, one night, after another bout of indulgence, he wrapped his arms around me and begged me sweetly to design a wedding ring for his fiancée—someone he had never even met. The smile froze on my face, yet he just said indifferently, “Aren’t people like us all destined to marry for our families' benefit?” Seeing the blood drain from my face, he even chuckled. “Vee, don’t you tell me you're still as naïve as a 20-year-old girl, thinking I would ever marry you? At most, we're just… pillow friends." Later, I agreed to the marriage my family had arranged for me. Dylan showed up on my wedding day, disheveled and red-eyed. He fell to his knees and begged me not to leave. I stood beside my new husband, hand in hand, and smiled faintly as I chuckled. “Didn’t you say people like us were born for arranged marriages? I’m simply doing what you always wanted me to do. Shouldn’t you be happy?”

Siapa sangka, liburan yang awalnya terasa begitu menyenangkan tiba-tiba berubah menjadi sebuah bencana? Tiba-tiba Tante Ariane dan Om Frank melamarku untuk dinikahkan dengan Aldert, anak angkat mereka. Kami sedang berlibur di Brussel waktu itu terjadi, mengacaukan daya kerja otak, jantung dan pernapasanku secara total. Menjajah kebahagiaan yang selama hampir satu bulan kudapatkan di Netherlands, tentu saja. Merubah istilah holiday menjadi broken day. Apakah aku tidak berusaha untuk menolak? Sudah. Mati-matian bahkan, dengan mengerahkan seluruh kekuatan jiwa dan raga. Tapi mereka ditambah dengan Mama justru semakin gigih untuk mengalahkan pendirianku. Oh, sebenarnya aku mengalah---pada akhirnya---karena Batik tak merespon sama sekali ketika aku berterus terang dan meminta pendapatnya. "Jadi, gimana ini, B?" tanyaku setengah menjerit di saluran telepon yang tak bisa dikatakan jernih, "Aku harus gimana, apa yang harus aku lakukan?" Klik, tut tut tut, tuuuttt! Dia malah memutuskan saluran telepon yang sangat berarti dalam hidupku saat itu. Ujungnya, dalam kebingungan yang semakin memuncak ke langit, aku meminta pendapat Uta. "Jangan bodoh kamu, Hill!" Uta mengingatkan dengan ketegasan level tinggi saat aku mengakui kalau tak enak dengan Batik, "Ingat, kesempatan emas tak datang untuk yang ke dua kalinya. Menikahlah dengan Aldert dan berbahagialah, Hill!"