Como Ser Una Buena Esposa Novels & Stories

“What’s there to adjust to? You married a Kingston, you should be happy and thanking me.” I stayed quiet. She continued, “How is Aiden? He’s treating you well, isn’t he?” “He barely talks to me.” There was a moment of silence. “Are you doing your part?” she asked. “My part?” “Yes, being a good wife, obedient and respectful. Men like Aiden don’t want difficult women.” “Difficult?” I scoffed. “You think I’m the problem?” “You need to learn how to keep your voice down, young lady; you were raised better than this.”

He sighed in relief. The Ustadz turned to the husband and said, "See my dear brother, pray to Allah to grant you Hikmah (wisdom), Sabr (patience) and 'Ilm (knowledge) because you'll need it. Females are complicated, you can never understand them. They change like the weather. Treat them with care. Give them a house, they will give you home. Give them food, they will give you a meal. Give them attention, they will give you all. Women are gentle, kind in nature but treat her badly she becomes cruel and hard. Treat them with care, love, understanding. Sometimes you would have gone to work since 7:00 am, you would be back around 9:00 pm at night. You would be tired, all you want to do is to rela

“He arranged my life, including my marriage. He even allowed me to receive the so-called good wife education since I was a child.” “A good wife's education?” Paul exclaimed. “I can't believe that a rich girl like you would receive such an education. Can you simply tell me what these so-called good wife educations are?” “Take good care of your husband and children, learn to cook delicious meals for him, get used to waiting for him at night, and never ask where he went or who he was with.” I sneered, “Unless he tells you that a woman is pregnant with his child and that she is your sister.”

She hissed. I just hugged her and put my head around its neck and smelled it. I could hear her gasped. "Maru!" She called me. “Don’t be angry with me wife please. I can’t be still knowing that you are angry with me.” I said while I tighten my hug. “If you really can’t respect my friend then start to train yourself to sleep alone.” She said in a serious tone. My wife pushed me hard and got out of bed. She returned to our room and I followed her.

“She's not just a whore, she's also irresponsible.'’ I spat in annoyance. Gradually my anger began to surface. She had no right to just leave me like that. I'm her husband, after all. I deserve some caring. “She can't run away from me. Whenever she returns, I would make her understand that her behavior was unacceptable!. As a good wife if your husband is going through rough times then you have to help him.'’ Instead of leaving me to swim in my vomit all through the night she should have helped me to clean up, change my clothes and mop the floor. “That's what a good wife is supposed to do in situations like this'’ I undressed myself in a hurry, I needed a warm bath to clean myself from all th

He asked in surprise. "She's improving. She's learning fast as you can see. I will put her through the right way. She'll become a good wife for you; marriage as you know is not about cooking alone," She said. "Mama, what has she done to you?" He asked with a scoff.

I suddenly remembered my mother's words. “ Your husband's home will be your home for all of your life. My dear as a wife you have to endure a whole lot. Even if it's too hard to bear just smile. Because with a smile you can hide all your emotions. To be a good wife is to be a good liar.” Both Sasha and didn't understand what she was saying. So we had asked her but she only told us that we'd understand the day we became someone's bride.

"It's not the same thing, Mama. Ethan is..." "Rich? Powerful? So what? Money doesn't make someone a good husband. Character does." Maria leaned forward, fixing Ethan with an intense stare. "Tell me, young man, what kind of husband do you want to be?" "The kind who puts his wife first," Ethan said without hesitation. "The kind who supports her dreams and protects her happiness. The kind who never takes her for granted." "And what if she wants to keep working? What if she doesn't want to be just a rich man's wife?"

“You have to be smart about being a wife. Just don’t ever let yourself lose. A woman has to know how to keep her husband satisfied. Men stay loyal if we can please their eyes, their stomachs, and their… you know.” “Hi… his what?” Aurelia frowned. “His bird, Lia. The bird in the cage, you know the one. You get it, right? I mean, you’re married now.”

At that time, Ashlyn asked what type of things were. Jessica told her about taking care of Kyle, like selecting his suit for the office or making coffee for him when he's tired. Maybe make something for him, as someone said the way to a man's heart is through his stomach. "But I didn't know how to cook."Ashlyn replied, so Jessica exclaimed, "Forget it. You can do other wifey things. You're his wife, and you know he cares for you and loves you, so just use your wifey charm on him."