YooJoa

People have always said I looked younger than I am. Some may take this as a complement, but to me, it's a curse. Despite being 26, I am often mistaken for a child, around 12 or 14. I would like to thank the graceful genes my parents have given to me! Now I am stuck with a short stature and a baby face for life. The fact that I need glasses doesn't help either.

Though, my parents have also given me a second gift. They've managed to secure an arranged marriage to one of the most beautiful woman I have ever seen - Jaya. 

She is almost a goddess. Her tall figure complements her womanly curves - especially around her chest and waist. She takes great care of her silky smooth hair, which flows like the wind. Her dark, clean complexion gives off a mature vibe. An Indian queen.

She may be a bit quiet personality wise, but is always caring and responsible. Whenever we have a child, she has the mother part down. 

Honestly I was a bit iffy on the marriage, but since both of my parents were on good terms, I decided to go with it. We had our traditional marriage, and moved into this nice suburban house I bought (with my money, all thanks to selling a startup I made). 

The first month was probably one of the best times of my life. We spent so much time together. She actually liked my humor, and would listen to the stories I had about looking younger than I am. We'd often do this during dinner eating her delicious meals.

However, things have been really different ever since I met her friends. She and her friends have started treating me like a little kid, and they want me to call them Auntie (even though I'm older than them)! Not only that, she's also been letting a guy into our lives, a childhood friend of hers. He seems salty about our marriage, often puts me down due to our build difference, and tries to get my wife for himself.

Table of My Wife's Old Friends

Table of contents

Volume 1