I thought it was a joke until, that night, this woman refused to let me touch her.She even moved to another room in our house, just to show me how seri0us she was about with this fasting.
The thing is, we don’t attend the same church. I had tried before now to bring her to my church, as expected of a married woman. Isn’t it supposed to be so?
A married woman should attend the same church as her husband, but my wife thinks otherwise—and she isn’t even ready to change her mind. After so much talks about this in the house, I finally let her continue with her preferred church because she is always happy going to the church and the way she dresses to church always turns me on. Every Sunday we come back from church, the S3x is always magical, we do 2 to 4 rounds on Sundays only.
We’ve been married for three years now, and still no child. It doesn’t bother me that much because we’ve gone for tests, and nothing is wrong with either of us.
Even my pastor said there’s nothing wrong Spiritually. According to him, the barrenness is just a sign that God wants to prove His power in our family.
That was until my wife returned and said her pastor told her she must fast for three months—from 6 a.m. to 3 p.m. daily—and on the last day of the fast, she would “seal” it with me having S3x with her and she must make sure i come inside very well and then we would have a child.How am I supposed to believe that when my own pastor said God will do it in His time? How am I supposed to go three whole months without touching my own wife?! No kiss, no me touching breast stylishly, no holding of her bum bum in the kitchen, Who does that?
I’ve tried to beg this woman, to c0nvince her that I really need this thing as a man as I'm used to doing it as moral booster , or I might start looking for it outside, but she fired back, “Don’t let the devil use you, did you hear that?!”
I also told her that if she doesn’t let me in on her body, I’ll send her packing, because even at the mere mention of three months without intimacy, my heart skips. But she has remained adamant and insists I’m only letting the devil in.
It’s been only two weeks now—and not even a kiss. What do I do? Whenever I remember we still have two months and two weeks left, I feel like collapsing. My manh00d is always calling for her for the past 2 weeks. How am I supposed to survive this?
