Being A Housewife Novels & Stories

She wanted me to stay at home and take care of not only my home, but hers, and follow every order she gives me, but I refused. It's true that I'm married to a very wealthy man, but I don't want to be a housewife. It has never been my dream. The last thing I want for myself is having to stay home all day, doing chores that make no sense. Besides these chores can easily be done by housekeepers my husband can afford to pay so I don't get why this woman keeps berating me for hiring housekeepers to take care of my home.

He was flustered and stunned. Before he could recover, I grabbed him and dragged him toward the washing machine. My sudden actions caught Eira off guard. It left her stunned for a moment. The next second, I roughly shoved both Reed and the sheets into the washing machine. “Dirty things need to be washed together!” “Ah! Vedran, you lunatic! Let me go!” Reed roared as he kicked around wildly in fury. I easily seized his wrist. Five years of housework had made me way stronger than this pampered man.

Meera ~ "Oh, god--" I swiped the mop on the glass like floor, making it shine with my hard work as maid. The work my husband gave me. It's been three weeks since I am the only maid of this house, I do everything from cleaning to cooking, laundry to dishes, I do everything whole day. And at night I wait for my husband , so that we can have dinner but just like everyday he never comes. And I eat alone. Today won't be any different, a smile broke onto my lips as I remember the thing I do, in my solace.

Life was moving on very well. Caroline was glowing. She was no longer stressed and running around like a mad woman. Her day comprises of taking her daughter to school, buying groceries and cooking for her husband. If she couldn’t be a good wife in other ways, then she could cook nice food for Jack. The five years that she spent as a house wife made her perfect her cooking. It was something that came easy to her and she didn’t mind cooking at all. Zoe turned out to be very supportive. She never involved herself in her personal life. She even taught her how to protect herself. she was having a good time.

Like this? “Mom, I’m not married and I don’t even have a child, I think you’re seeing things,” I speak while brushing my teeth. “You look like Jennifer you two have been different for some time now, I even understand her, after all, she is married, and even though she works she leads a more domestic life, but you don't lead that domestic life, quite the opposite. ” Mom speaks and I try to understand what she's getting at. “I didn’t know housewives were different,” I say rinsing my mouth.

I asked curiously “Any girl would want to act like a perfect home keeper to please me and make ‘em be included in my list of potential good housewives.” He stated “And that’s where you failed, Shawn. I am not going to be no man’s housewife. I can’t spend the rest of my life being a perfect housewife, taking care of the home by morning, watching movies by noon, cooking meals by evening and pleasuring my husband with sex at night. I would rather be out there, signing deals, holding meetings, owning estates, dining and having little party time with friends, making money and making money and making money again, again and again.” I sighed and continued

"It doesn't change you, Rananta! It's embarrassing, you've stayed home in-laws are also still lazy! You've So people's wives, get up early, prepare food, clean up the house, a lot of activities that can be made more before in the morning." "Yes mother, Rara is tired." I sat in front of my mother in lethargy, still wearing yellow pajamas. Since the incident of burnt bread and egg oil, I've become a little traumatized and lazy dealing with the kitchen. It's not my passion to be in the kitchen. If food can be bought, but if it's an alarming problem, don't let your husband have fun outside. Okay, it's still too early to think that far.

Grateful that during their married life until they had a child, her husband was willing to work together to take care of the house together. Because sometimes some hand over all the housework to their wives, and that is precisely what can make a wife feel unappreciated when her husband doesn't want to work together because he feels his self-esteem will drop when helping clean their house. Cooking and cleaning the house are basic skills that must be mastered by all humans when they are teenagers, there is no difference in doing these activities.

My in-laws were also good and affectionate towards me. After landing in New York City, I got busy with my married life, doing household chores and all personal work for my husband like cooking, ironing, washing and cleaning the items and taking care of him. He told me not to do these things, maids can be arranged but I was happy to do all that. I am full-on 'desi girl' carrying some dreams with me inside. I wanted to be a good and ideal wife for him. Moreover, despite having a degree, I didn't have any kinda job to do then but I intended to do once I got comfortable with my new surroundings and people there.

After a while, Serafina cleared her throat and I glanced up at her. "Have you talked to your husband about working? I remembered you saying sometimes ago that you would never be an housewife. Why are you still at home?" There is absolutely nothing wrong with being an housewife,there is nothing wrong for wanting to focus on your family but that only applies to people with children. I don't have a child that I'm taking care of and there is no way in hell that I would stay all alone in that big mansion day in day out. "I'm going to talk to him tomorrow. I am still waiting for the perfect time." I responded to her and she nodded her head.