Wifely Duties Novels & Stories

She had craved it for so long. “And remember,” Margaret added, “a wife’s duty is to make her husband’s life easier, not heavier.” “Yes, Mother.” “Food on time. Silence when needed. Support when required.” Natalie nodded again. “I’ll be everything he needs.” Margaret smiled thinly. “Needs,” she repeated. “Not wants.” Natalie hesitated for half a second, then nodded. “Yes. Of course.” **** Margaret reached out and gently adjusted Natalie’s posture, straightening her shoulders.

“It isn’t my fault she’s not a better wife and didn’t think of it first. It’s disappointing, actually-“ Liviana throws her head back with a groan. “What-“ “I shouldn’t have to tell you these things, Liviana. You should be able to handle your wifely duties all on your own!” “I can, Mom- I do! I handle them on my own, when I have to,” she tells. “But today, I don’t have to. And even if I did, I wouldn’t need your help to do them!” “What do you mean you don’t have to? There isn’t a day off in a marriage, Liviana. It isn’t a job,” the mother spits, frowning at her daughter as she lectures her on her failings as a wife. “You can’t just take a break from being a wif

After they're done chatting and trying to make small conversation which was probably with Hazel because I have no interest in whatever they were talking about. I made sure the two are out of sight before I pulled her by the arm. “What are you doing? Don't you have mouth to talk to me” She spitted. “Sit” I ordered. “What rights do you have to order me around?” “I’m your husband. I have every right to over you” She was left mouth agape staring at me. “Yes. A wife’s duty is to fulfill every of her husband needs. And that's exactly what you should be doing”

It still wouldn’t hurt to put some things into motion for the next few years at least. “Your duty as capos wife should be busy enough if you ask me, keeping counsel with the women, you have functions and parties to plan and attend, networking and making plans for your children’s future.” Gianna’s voice comes once again “All this is important work, I feel you are just taking on more than you can handle” she chastises sternly.

My inner thought told me. But, wait a minute. Why would I even do that? Because, he's my husband and the father of my baby. And I also love him a lot. Aisha, forget about the fact that he has been so mean to you for the past few months, your duty as a wife is to care for your husband and take good care of him also. After all, you're his wife and so you do have the right to know about his whereabout- I mentally told my self.

A wife's responsibilities? I repeated softly. "Waiting up for you every night? Calling you first? Making soup for you? Preparing your clothes?" The smile on my lips widened slightly. "Raymond. What you're describing isn't a wife. It's a servant, or maybe a personal assistant." I continued calmly, "A marriage is supposed to be equal. When a wife chooses to do those things for her husband, it's because she loves him. It's not because she's obligated to. And if one person keeps giving while the other only keeps taking..."

“Your duty is to obey him.” She had looked directly into my eyes, making certain I understood every word. “On your first night together, you will do whatever he asks. Don’t argue with him. Don’t hesitate. And whatever you do, don’t stand there trembling like some frightened rabbit.” Her mouth had curled with disgust. “Make yourself useful for once, Ruelle. Please your husband.” I knew what my family expected from a wife. Obedience, silence, endurance, and a smile convincing enough to hide the pain.

“Don't finish that sentence.” He stood there and pointed. “What, do you think you can speak to me like that now that you've left me without cooking or ordering food for me? I had a meeting this morning and needed food and instead of you being at home cooking for me, you were out doing God knows what with who knows what!.” My fists clenched. “You could have made your dinner, Daniel. You're not that helpless.” “That's not even the point! You're my wife, and you have duties. You're not a kid anymore you're getting older. And you need to start acting like that! Stop running around.”

I told her calmly. "So you cannot cook the food yourself? George is the one who needs to cook for you?" She asked me and I could tell she was angry. She shook her head, "Don’t you know it is a woman's duty to cook for her husband as a housewife and take care of your child and family? With the way you are behaving do you even know what it means to be a woman?" she told me harshly. I bit my tongue because I didn’t want to reply. I don’t want to start exchanging words with this woman.

Arka asked with annoyance. "You asked what was wrong with what you said earlier? Oh my gosh Arka, your thinking about married life is very short. Marital life is not just like what you said earlier. Not only do you have a lot of responsibilities to fulfill, but you also have to take care of and guide Naya as your wife. You also have to fulfill all the needs of Naya and your children." "I know about that too, Mom."