"When did you know she was perfect wife material?" His words made me frown.
"What's wife material?"
"You know... the one who will care, look after your home, and your parents... cook and stuff... dress up occasionally for you, respect and never question your decisions..." He smiled, "All that."
"The day you do all that and start calling yourself husband material and think you deserve her, you can go look for it." I shrugged.
© Suranya
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