SAY NO.. :-(

Is it crime to be a women?Is it crime to born in orthodox or developing country?Is it crime to get education?Is it crime to be a victim of sexual assault?Is it crime to live childhood?

I SAY NO!!!_ _ _ _ By SWATI

Part1

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" Just you say....'No'?" My drunken husband ask me while slowly taking his steps toward me. Today I'm not afraid of him. It's today or never. I directly look in his eyes with too much hatred. He stand in-front of me and grabbed my hair. He pull my hair harshly but I refuse to show pain and weakness. I didn't scream instead I laugh on his face. I laugh hard on his face because he can't enjoy my pain any more.

" Did. You. Just. Say. NO." He again ask me and interrupt my laughter but this time he say each word more clear and with each word his grip tied on my hair. He is expecting fear in my eyes but today, I refuse to be scared of him.

" Are you DEAF? Didn't I just say NO?" I spat my word on his face. His eyes turned red. He Violently push me and my forehead hit wall and start bleeding but before I can react on it, He pull me by griping my hair and slap me hard. I fall on floor but I refuse to cry. I refuse to show physical pain. I'm broke from inside and internal pain is more than physical pain. I look above in his eyes and then I know what is he going to do. This time I crawl back. He is going to force himself on me like always.

"Do- Don't you dare to come near me." I threaten him but my voice betray me but I can't blame my voice for it. I never raise my voice in ages so I can't blame my voice to betray me. I betray my voice for years and now it's my voice turn to betray me. I look in my husband eyes and see hate and disgust toward me. He come near me and was on top of me. He raised his hand to touch me.

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"NO" I screamed. I was breathing heavily and my entire body was soaked with sweat. Realization hit me like ice in fire. It was a dream about my ex-husband. Suddenly door burst open with a 'thud' and there he was. My husband. Not my Ex- Husband, Dr. Richard Ritchie. My husband, Justin Russo, the only guy whom I never despise.

" Are you fine?" Justin asked me with concern in his voice and I knew it's not fake. I nodded in reply. Justin sit beside me and caress my back. I rest my head on his chest.

" Another nightmare?" He asked me with low voice.

" Hmmmmmm." I don't want to talk about it so I just hummed in response. Suddenly I remembered that he wasn't beside me when I wake up from that horrible nightmare.

" Where were you?" I asked Justin with low but audible voice.

" I was in study, Preparing for tomorrow hearing in court." He told me and I hold his shirt. Justin is my prosecution lawyer. He is very famous for his work. He never work for money. He work for justice. I meet him in police station. I still remember that day.

_*_FLASHBACK_*_

" Madam, It's your personal matter. You shouldn't took it to court." Inspector told me and I knew he didn't want to write F.I.R. against Richard.

" I'm still 17. I'm under aged and married with the guy who rapped me. Over it my parents force me to marry him. He took dowry to marry me. He is abusing me mentally and physically abusing me and rapping me since an year and you are saying it's my personal matter." I told him with disgust in my voice but tears falls from my eyes and I start crying.

" Madam, I'm again saying that it's your personal matter. Every marriage has it's own problem and he is your husband. How can he rape you. You should be glad that you are married to a successful man. He is very famous doctor and even has very good public image........"