My body did not look good that day.
He looked very weak since morning. The mood was bad too. There must be some connection between bad body and bad mind. When the period starts, the girls have a kind of mood swing, fatigue occurs - that can be the case. The mind is bad without any reason.
I was lying with my ten month old son. My husband came to the bedroom and looked at the baby's face for a while. She wants to make sure the baby is asleep. To be sure, he grabbed my hand and said, "Come."
I know what this pull means. Whenever he wants, he grabs such a hand and pulls it. He never borrows my will or reluctance. His wish is real. Despite his reluctance, he has to give in to his will. He goes down to his work, I fall hard like a rock. There is no gain without him. Yet I said, 'Not today.'
‘Why? What’s the problem? ’Annoyed, he asked.
"The body is not feeling well."
‘What happened?’
‘Nothing happened. That's it. Not wanting to. '
‘Why not? Is there anything you don't want to do? '
‘Wonder, does everything feel good all the time?’
‘You don’t have to. I like I want it and now. 'He looked at me with strange eyes.
Finding nothing, I said, ‘The baby just fell asleep.’ I got out of bed.
‘Now is a good time. If he wakes up, you will come up with another excuse. '
"Don't leave today."
"But you're making me feel bad."
"I didn't say it once."
‘Butt, I said yes. And I mean yes - you know that very well. '
I said nothing and remained silent. "You're bound to listen to me and fulfill my desire - anytime I want to," he said.
‘No I’m not. Not Always! ’I left the room.
‘What did you do?’ He said and came out behind me.
‘You heart me!’ I turned and said.
"Listen, I don't want to force, butt."
‘You want to join?’
‘I will do so if necessary. I have that right. '
‘Right to pair?’
"Yes, there is."
After arguing for a while more, at one point I said in a calm voice, 'I have a period.'
He immediately spat on my face saying ‘Lair!’
This time I became really speechless. Tears came out of my eyes in shame and humiliation. I just said, 'Shh.'
And that was my last word. After that I didn't get a chance to talk anymore. Before that he slapped me hard on the cheek.
I stared at him with incredible eyes. Hate fell from every vein of my eye in humiliation. Looking into my eyes, his anger seemed to increase. He caught fire and started cursing in vulgar language. Then came forward. I know what he will do this time. I woke up scared. My body was trembling then.
I stood frozen like ice. I could not move my legs at all. He came forward with outstretched hand. Suddenly I don't know what happened to me - I grabbed his hair and slipped out of his hand. But I was able to go far. He grabbed me and pushed me to the floor. Then he grabbed me by the hair and dragged me to the door
Fearing that the baby would wake up, I fell silent. He pressed me to his chest and wrapped his arms around my neck. I realized what was going to happen. I looked into his eyes. I saw a man কিনা the father of my unborn child — staring me in the eye with a murderous look.
The pressure on his hand is increasing. I'm out of breath. I feel the light moving away from my eyes. My world is slowly getting darker. There is no power left to shout. All my muscle-senses are getting numb. Looks like I'm sinking into a deep sea. I'm trying hard to get up and take a deep breath — but I can't.
Suddenly, my son's face lit up. I watched for a while — she was crying for me. The sound of her crying is coming from far away. I can hear her crying — though not clearly. I only thought once, aha! My baby. Who will grow up when I die?
And then it was as if an angel had arrived — I don't know what happened, I felt গুলো the fingers tightening around my neck seemed to be slowly loosening. The two hands wrapped around his neck moved a little. There is still the burden of sitting on the chest. I met his eyes in fear - I saw a pair of indifferent eyes staring blankly. I closed my eyes again — and then a huge object fell from my chest. I was left speechless. After a while I heard the sound of the front door opening. I realized he went out.
I slowly sat up. I took a deep breath. And then the sound of my son crying came to my ears. She is screaming and crying. It should not be difficult for anyone to understand the sound of the boy crying for a long time. And I realized that it was because of her crying that I got my life back today. The sound of her cries disturbed that heretic man, even if only a little. He suddenly regained his composure তার his hand relaxed নেমে descending from my chest. The stream of tears flowed through my eyes in gratitude.
I ran and picked up my gold manik. I quickly decided in my mind that I should run away. Right now.
There is nothing wrong with a husband who can put his hand on his wife's body if he cannot control his biological desires. It is not always possible for one person to fulfill all the desires of another. Those who do not have such a conscience do not have to spend another moment with him.
The husband's point towards the wife is not just sympathy. He who does not know how to show respect to the mother of his newborn child নয় not even one day with him. It's not that I'm getting sick day after day - I can't meet his needs. One day no one can feel bad? Husband and wife union is a sacred matter. It's a matter of love. It's a matter of pleasure. If one does not want to have a strong relationship with him here? Can't you restrain yourself one day?
My subconscious mind has always warned me - there may come a day when I have to tear everything down and leave. It is just that we are always driven by the conscious mind — the conscious mind monitors all our actions so that no mistakes are made. But the strongest is the subconscious mind. Usually we can't feel its work. But our subconscious mind drives everything we do, everything we see, everything we try to understand or learn.
I took the boy in my arms and quickly packed some of my essentials. I had packed a small bag long ago. In it I wrote down my passport, my green card, my son's birth certificate, a small notebook, with descriptions of each of my events - when, what happened, what happened to me. There are also several dollars in the bag. So I opened the back door and went out in a cloth without wasting any more time.
I am walking like crazy through the lonely dark alley and thinking that I have to spend that night somewhere. All arrangements can be made in the cold head tomorrow morning. There are a lot of people I know in this town, but I don't want to help anyone here. Many may extend a helping hand but the news will reach my husband with one ear or two. Then one thing, two words, discussion, arbitration, consultation, then you have to go back there.
However, as soon as I called 911, the police would come and pick me up in their car and take me wherever I wanted to go. If I didn't have any relatives or acquaintances, they would take me to a shelter home. I could have arrested him if I wanted. But I didn't go into any of that.
After a while, I left the deserted alley and went to the main road. The night is not yet deep. There are people driving on the road. I stopped at a taxi stand at the junction of four roads and within moments got a taxicab. I told the driver, "Please take me to a hotel or motel close to the airport."
The intelligent driver understood what he meant - as soon as he got in the car, he ran with me. He looked at me in the rear view mirror a few times and saw me. Then getting on the highway he asked in a Middle Eastern accent, ‘Do you need any help? Should I call the police? '
I said, ‘No. No need. Just take me to a hotel. '
‘Yes ma’am. On our way. '
"Thanks."
As soon as I got in the taxi, I stopped tracking the location of the phone. I don't want anyone to know where I'm going. Within 30 minutes, the cab driver escorted me safely to a hotel near the airport.
After checking in at the hotel, I called my closest girlfriend. He lives in a big city in another state. As soon as I picked up the phone and finished the first couple of words, I said, 'I'll be there tomorrow morning. I will come and tell you everything. Can you help me right now? '
He knows what he means when he hears my voice, but without any other question he says, 'Tell me, what to do?'
‘Can I buy a ticket for any morning flight?’
He laughed and said, ‘Yes I can! I will give it now. '
"When cut, text the reservation code."
‘Okay.’ He paused and asked, ‘Where are you now?’
I did not answer, but said, 'I am safe. You don't think I will come tomorrow morning and tell you everything
All right. You be careful and call me if there is a problem. '
"All right."
I hung up the phone and thought to myself, it is very important for every human being to have such a friend in his life. You don't want to know anything in advance — but when you need as much, just ask. Help will be extended. It will be by your side in times of crisis, it will give you courage in times of danger. When a friend is overwhelmed with despair or crisis, he or she is most needed.
I took a very early morning flight to my girlfriend's town. I stayed as a guest in his house for some time. Didn't stay long, of course. The girlfriend and her husband took them to some acquaintances. In a short time I got a job. The beginning of my new life - 'Single Mother' at Life Age. Since then I have been taking my son to a small one-bedroom apartment. I don't know if I am happy or not, but I can say without hesitation that I am not in any trouble.
Three years ago, when I came out of my beautiful picture-like home, behind my own tidy family, in a piece of cloth, I thought it was the last day to fulfill my 'American Dream'. I still didn't know where my future was taking me. But thinking of the darkness of an uncertain future, I did not sell my own existence. I did not make myself small. It was not an easy task to sever all ties.
I thought many times was what I did right? The man could not be given another chance? Hundreds but he is the father of my child. My son will grow up without his father's caress. Yet I am adamant in my decision.
Children who grow up seeing domestic violence are also affected by their emotional state. They are prone to violence. In the minds of all these children an unhealthy tendency to exercise power and control over the weak, especially women, is created.
In front of the child's eyes, the mother is being abused by the father. The child is watching. Sometimes he keeps his eyes closed so that he can't see his father's horrible face and his face that has shrunk in fear of his mother. A helpless child can do nothing for his mother! My child will suffer the pain of that helplessness for the rest of his life at least I didn't let that happen.
No one has touched me since that night. Didn't see anyone's eyes reddened. No one forced me to do anything against my will. No one sat on my chest. Ten fingers of someone's hand did not press hard against my neck. No one could hold my breath.
I know there are many more girls like me who are subjected to such torture every day, my only request to them, listen sisters - whoever she is, your husband, future husband, friend, if she touches you once a day - knowing Keep in mind, he will do that more, often, for no reason at all. If he puts his hand on you once, don't think a second time - run. At the first opportunity. In some cases there is really no alternative to escape. If you want to live - run away.
Don't forget that he will be fine. Not right. Not right. Not right. Someday.
If you do that unrealistic expectation, you will have to cheat.
A relationship that does not have mutual respect can never be healthy. There is no harm in a little love but there must be respect. Otherwise, the relationship will die.
(Inspired by a true story.)
(Respecting the privacy of the victim, I have tried to narrate the incident without mentioning all the characters and places in the story. I don't know if it has damaged the beauty of the story, but the story has been told, I am relieved. May everyone's life be beautiful and happy. .)
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