Arranged Marriage Novels & Stories

sagot ni Elenor, walang pag-aalinlangan. Rohan stepped in front of Ayesha instinctively. “Mom, stop.” “No, Rohan. They need to know the truth.” Her voice softened, surprisingly. “Your marriage… was not arranged out of convenience. It was arranged because the Villarreal-Dela Vega contract required your generation to complete the alliance.” Parang naputol ang hangin. Ayesha felt her knees weaken. “So… you’re saying… our marriage… wasn’t just duty?” “It was planned long before you were even born.”

At kahit anong iginanda ng wedding dress na ito ay hindi-hindi maikukubli nito ang pagtutol ko sa kasal. “It looks so good on you! You’ll have my best wishes to your wedding, Madame.” The woman said cheerfully to me. “Thank you.” Mahinang sagot ko sa kanya. Only if this woman knew, I’m marrying a jerk. But I can’t. I can’t tell everybody that this was just an arranged marriage for convenience. Iyon kasi ang sabi ni dad sa akin. It would cause another scandal if the mass would know that we’re marrying for the sake of our company.

Bukod sa nakakadire nga isipin, e, ang akala namin ay matandang ninong pa ang magiging groom ni Ate. Mali. Hindi nagkakalayo ang edad nila ni Ate. Isama mo pa kung paano niya alagaan ang ate ko. Saksi ako sa lahat ng iyon. I saw how my Kuya Gab looked at her. Para sa akin iyon na ang naging definition sa akin ng love. Their arranged marriage wasn't a tragedy. It was the ultimate blueprint of security and affection. I spent my teenage years romanticizing the idea that my own ‘happily ever after’ would also come from someone just like Kuya Gab— mature, capable, and a provider.

Pero habang namumulat ako sa reyalidad ng buhay, napagtanto ko na hindi lang pag-ibig ang maaaring maging dahilan ng isang pagsasama. There's this thing called arranged marriage that probably everyone hates. And because I was one of the luckiest humans in the universe, I was fated to have such a set-up. A fate that was meant to make me suffer. A moment of silence enveloped us. Wesley continued staring at me as his lips slowly formed into a devilish grin.

Oo nga pala nag uusap kami pero bossy padin siya. May narinig kami na umubo sa paligid namin napangiti lang kami ni Zach. "So how did you guys meet?" Tanong ni Tita Ela habang iniikot yung pasta sa plate niya. "Uhmm" Hindi ko alam sasagot ko actually. Sabihin ko kaya yung first day ko? Bigla naman nagsalita si Zach "She's working in our company. I still remember the first time I saw her I told myself that this woman is the one I will marry" Hinawakan niya yung kamay ko.

“Well, it is actually an arranged marriage. You know, marriage of convenience kasabay ng pagme-merge ng company ni Daddy at ang company ng nakapasawa ko.” “Oh.” Hindi ko inaasahan iyon kaya hindi ko alam kung ano ang sasabihin. I mean, alam kong uso sa kanila ang fixed marriage dahil sa ganoong proseso dumaan ang mga magulang niya pero sa klase ng pagkakakilala ko sa kanya ay hindi ako makapaniwala na nagawa siyang mapapayag ng daddy niya na magpakasal sa taong hindi niya mahal.

susugurin na sana ako ng isa sa mga kaibigan niya, pero mabilis siyang hinawakan ni Gracia sa braso para pigilan. "Let her speak," Gracia hissed, her chest heaving in anger. "You think you’re special, Aria? An arranged marriage like ours is more than just about love. It's business. Something a girl like you will never comprehend." I rolled my eyes, leaning my hip against the marble sink. Like, errr... Uso pa ba ang arranged marriage sa panahon ngayon? Na-stuck ba ang utak ng mga mayayaman na 'to sa 1800s?

Natural lamang na mahal na mahal niya ito at pinapahalagahan sa lahat ng paraan. Paano niya ito mapipilit sa isang arranged marriage? Bukod pa doon, naging biktima rin siya ng ganitong sistema noon. Kaya paano niya hahayaan na maranasan din iyon ng kanyang anak?

tanong ko, halos pabulong. “I’ll talk to her,” he said. “She was just as forced into that arranged marriage as I was.” "Arrange marriage?" “Yeah,” he said with a sigh. “Mom’s the one who chose the woman I ended up marrying. It wasn’t really about love or anything like that—it was all for the company. Dad handed it over to me before he had a stroke, and Mom thought an arranged marriage would keep everything stable. I just went along with it.” “Kung gano’n, hindi n’yo naman talaga mahal ang isa’t isa,” sabi ko, sabay taas ng tingin sa kanya. Agad niya akong hinalikan sa ilong, mabilis pero puno ng lambing.

Amara was raised knowing that her future wasn't hers to decide, kasi para sa kanila, duty comes first. The whole idea of the arranged marriage? It's not about love. It's about power, influence, and connections. The bigger picture always mattered more. Kahit pa sabihing mayaman at marangya ang buhay ni Amara, deep down, it felt like she was trapped—like a puppet na sinusunod lang kung anong gusto ng pamilya niya. “Kung magpapakasal ka sa isang Conjuangco, paano si Troy?” tanong ni Paula, na naguguluhan. Si Troy, ang boyfriend ni Amara. Saksi si Paula sa pagmamahalan ng dalawa.