Of course, the reason for doing this didn't prevent my cheeks from turning bright red. I immediately ran to the bathroom and turned on the water heater. This saved me from facing the others. Life was truly peculiar. My husband asked if the water heater was ready. If he had said, "Can you turn on the water heater?" I would have felt like an outsider, but when he asked if it was ready, I felt like a wife because phrasing it this way was like a reminder of a duty. It was the duty of a wife whose husband came home from work to think about these kinds of needs. Of course, there was also a veiled s****l innuendo that could be made within the family. The summary was, this is my wife, I... I was too embarrassed to even think it. I don't know how it is in the rest of Turkey, but as far as I know, s
