
It's an early morning, I'm 25, married and living a relatively stable life. I get off the bed while the wifey is still deep sleeping, knowing that I have a hard day of work ahead of me, I prepare myself. At work I'm focused but also lamenting the fact that I left the sleeping beauty in bed without saying hi or bye, I then long to meet an end to a day's work and to return home.
Few hours later I return home, give my greetings to the xaas, and she insists I eat on what she cooked. After dinner, we banter and talk jokes, now this xaas is not your everyday xaas, she knows she is a rabbatal-manzil, or to say, Lord of the home, and she is adorned with beauty and her figure, method of speech is very feminine. She and I continue laughing, she then proposes that she wants to show me her belly-dancing routine. I welcome her proposal , I enjoy and was pleased with her performance. We exchange words of love and affection and the day ends. Thus ends my projection on the day in the life of a housewife, and her traditional working husband, moi.
