I just got married.
From the beginning, I told my fiancé that I wanted a simple wedding. We weren’t getting any financial help from his family, so in my mind, what mattered was that we could live safely and comfortably after getting married — not the extravagance of the event.
But he insisted on hiring a wedding organizer. I knew something like that would cost tens of millions [rupiah]. But he kept pushing, saying, “This is a once-in-a-lifetime moment.”
In the end, the money we had wasn’t enough. Without telling me, he took out a bank loan of 30 to 40 million. We started our marriage already burdened with a monthly installment of 1 million.
I thought that was it, but on the wedding day, it turned out he had also borrowed another 5 million through Spaylater, again without telling me. Our debt grew even bigger.
After the wedding, our finances started to falter. We had to pay 1.5 million in installments every month — just to cover the cost of the wedding party.
The problems didn’t stop there. My husband forbade me from using birth control, and I eventually got pregnant. He really wanted to have a child, saying it was because he was already 31.
But his salary is only 2.5 million per month. Meanwhile, the wedding loan alone costs us 1.5 million every month. That means there’s only 1 million left for the two of us — and now, three of us.
Sometimes I scroll through social media and see so many men dreaming of being accepted by women just as they are, not based on some glamorous TikTok lifestyle standards.
Ironically, I ended up with a man whose pride was so high he was willing to go into debt just to show off at the wedding.
Now I feel deceived. Not because he isn’t wealthy, but because he wasn’t honest and forced his pride on us without thinking about our future.
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