The Mortician…

THE WRITER 

ALEXANDER AKOTO ADJEI

THE MORTICIAN

(Nii Dromo The Mortuary Man)

EPISODE 3

After the judge adjourned the case and ordered that I should be kept in police custody, the police officer handcuffed me again.

My mother started crying but Mr Narh consoled her and told her that this was just a court formality and by two weeks’ time we would know whether we were progressing or retrogressing.

Barrister Dede Tetteh came to me and told me that we were on track so I shouldn’t worry my head at all.

Since I trusted her zeal and confidence, I didn’t bother my head at all with any negative thoughts.

She walked with me together with my mother, Mr Narh, Mr and Mrs Nyamekye and the officer to the car park of the court.

A section of the media personnel were  interviewing the prosecutor and his lawyers but the moment they saw me with my people they all rushed to where I was with all of them throwing different questions at me at the same time.

My lawyer took the floor and tackled the questions she saw relevant enough to be answered.

One of them asked if there was a chance for me to be declared a free man and she smiled and responded to the journalist that of course I was already a free man but it was going to take a while before I was declared so.

From nowhere I heard Sammy throwing a challenge to my lawyer that if she won the case he was going to stop practising as a lawyer for the rest of his life.

The media people turned their attention to him as he made those comments. The good thing was that some tv station cameramen were present so they took coverage of the exchange of legal powers that took place at the court car park.

The battle was between one female lawyer and nine different lawyers from a very strong and powerful chamber.

It was an “END of CAREER BATTLE” that the person whose client lost the case would have to relinquish his practising licence to the bar association.

I tried to talk my lawyer out of the tempting battle she was being lured into knowing very well that Sammy’s father could go to any length to secure victory for his son and associates but my lawyer was too stubborn to listen to anything I said.

The media people sent a reportage back to the various media houses they represented.

As the exchange of words were ongoing, Tilly started vomiting again so Ken and Sammy had to quickly rush her to the hospital to get her examined of what was wrong with her exactly.

But before they left Sammy threatened me that if anything happened to Tilly, he would make life so unbearable for me.

I was sent back to the cell and my fellow inmates were desperate to know the outcome of my court appearance that morning.

I briefed them from start to end and they were amazed with the performance of my lawyer but my greatest fear was how my lawyer could pull through this very tough task ahead of her because the saying, two heads were better than one, kept running through my head.

Three days later, Barrister Dede Tetteh came to the police station very happy and whispered to me that one of her spies had brought news to her that Tilly was two weeks pregnant and that and all indications pointed out that I was the one responsible for her pregnancy.

But Sammy wanted the doctor and lab technician who worked on the test to terminate the pregnancy without even the knowledge of Tilly.

They wanted to keep the truth away from her because now she was not in her best of mind due to the trauma she passed through from the accident.

The unfortunate thing for Sammy was that my lawyer had obtained a copy of the test results.

She said if they tried anything funny with Tilly and her pregnancy, she would sue them (Sammy, the doctor, lab technician and the entire hospital) for an amount that will render them bankrupt for the rest of their lives.

Barrister Dede Tetteh was a dynamite waiting to explode when the court day came eventually so I just relaxed and waited for the day to slowly draw near.

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Fast forward:

The appointed day came and everyone was present because the media had hyped the case and everyone in the country was so much interested in the case concerning the lawyers’ challenge.

So, in usual Ghanaian hype, the case was dubbed “CLASH OF THE TITANS” and every print house had that as a major headline.

The case immediately commenced as soon as the judge sat down because it was the first case for the day.

The court room was filled to the brim because everyone wanted to know which lawyer was going to win the case and they didn’t want someone to come and do narration on the case to them.

Barrister Dede Tetteh was looking very smart and beautiful that morning that I couldn’t take me eyes off her but when my sweet Tilly entered the court room every activity paused and eye turned in her direction.

I overhead one woman in the room asking another woman if Tilly was the bone of contention and the other woman replied yes.

The next thing I heard her say was “no wonder the young man couldn’t hold himself back. This lady is absolutely beautiful and if I were that young man standing in the witness box, I would repeat myself a thousand time if opportunity avails itself.”

Sammy who was supposed to be a helping lawyer to the lead counsel stood as the leader who was going to throw the questions to me.

He thought he was going to complicate issues for me or patronise me with some silly questions of his but any question he threw at me was answered beautifully to the admiration of everyone present.

What he didn’t know was that my lawyer had taught me how to go about things at the court anytime a tough question was thrown at me.

He tried his best to make a fool out of me but rather he embarrassed himself to the court.

When he was done with his cross examination it was time for my lawyer to also do her cross examination. The kind of questions she asked me were very straightforward but really carried weight, her first question was:

Barrister:

Did you ever know the victim you slept with?

Me:

Yes

Barrister:

How did you know her and what type of relationship were you having with her?

Me:

I met her at the university before she travelled outside the country and she was my girlfriend as in we were lovers.

This answer of mine hit Ken and made him stare at me very surprised.

It brought some murmuring and heckling inside the courtroom that it took the court clerk a hell of a time to bring the people back to order.

Barrister:

So, you mean you once dated the victim, then why did you take advantage of her when she had not granted you permission to enter her or penetrate through her moreover you might have had your way with her on countless times?

Me:

Yes, we dated. My Lord, the victim had given me the chance on countless times to sleep and break her virginity but almost every time we planned doing it someone or something popped up so it never happened.

She gave me her word that I was going to be the very first person to pass through her legs even before the man she would settle down with does so.

When she was brought to the mortuary that faithful day, I couldn’t bear the pain and just look at her go waste with her virginity since her cells were not dead yet.

Something told me that if I broke her virginity, she could come back to life so I respected my instincts and after I did that she came back to life.

Barrister:

So, what if she had not fulfilled her promise and went about sleeping around as she travelled outside?

Me:

I knew very well who Tilly is and how she stands by her words so I knew very well that she was still a virgin.

Barrister:

So, was she still a virgin when you slept with her per your calculation at the mortuary?

Me:

Yes, my Lord

Barrister:

So are you aware Tilly Koranteng is two weeks pregnant and that Sammy here is trying his best together with some medical team to terminate or abort the pregnancy without her knowledge?

This question was a very big surprise to everyone in the courtroom and such a heavy blow to Sammy and his colleagues that he stood up to counter the question.

Sammy:

Objection my Lord. My learned friend is trying to mislead the court with an allegation.

Judge:

Objection overruled. Counsel can you give the court hard proof of the question you just asked your client?

Barrister:

Yes, my Lord. I have in my possession the medical test results of Tilly Koranteng and am tendering it in as an evidence to back my case.

She handed over the report to the court clerk and it was given to the judge to take a look of it.

The judge went through the report and wrote something down in a file in front of her.

Sammy was surprised and dumbfounded with the revelation Barrister Dede Tetteh brought out.

The judge looked at me and asked me to answer the question I had been asked by my lawyer.

Me:

My Lord I……….I am not aware.

Tilly suddenly cut in rudely.

This was the first time she had spoken a word since her accident.

Tilly:

My Lord, its very true I had a relationship with Nii Dromo the accused.

Yes, I told him I would let him be the person to break my virginity. I never broke up with him before leaving the country although I was betrothed to Sammy who I never truly loved.

But because I wanted to please my dad, I accepted to roll with him, but life with him has been a hell. My wish always has been that even on my dying bed if I still remain a virgin, I would love Nii Dromo to have sex with me before I die.

So, please I pray this honourable court will acquit and discharge the accused with immediate effect and also charge Sammy for a criminal offence because he was very drunk the day we were involved in the accident.

Furthermore, he was planning to abort my unborn child without my knowledge and when we were in the UK, he tried on countless times to drug and seduce me just so he could have sex with me.

The court was thrown into a frenzy mood whiles the judge wrote something on the paper in front of her.

When she was done writing she started hitting her desk with the gavel and shouting Order! Order in court!! Order!

When everyone was calm, she started speaking and in short, she said, with the evidence at hand and the testimony the victim had given about the accused there was nothing to hold me guilty so she thereby acquitted and discharged me from all charges against me.

And, to put icing on the cake, Sammy was asked to pay a fine of 50,000 cedis to the victim and if he was not able to do that by the end of the day, he would face five years imprisonment with hard labour without pardon.

After that she again hit the gavel on her desk and stood up.

Tilly rushed to the witness box and landed a very romantic kiss on my lips and told me how she had missed me and the love she had for me would never die.

She jokingly said “I will marry you and give you a “MORTUARY BABY.”

Ken came to me to congratulate me for my victory although he didn’t look happy.

 I approached Barrister Dede Tetteh to thank her for everything she had done for me from day one but she had something new for me and that thing surprised me and my mum.

 She gave me a file and told me that in the file was the documents of my late father’s properties and that her father was my late father’s lawyer and she was told to monitor and look after me for her to hand it over to me at the right time.

As we were still in the jubilation mood, Sammy pulled a pistol from a police officer standing near him and as he pulled the trigger to shot me, he mistakenly shot his own father.

The man fell and died instantly.

Sammy was apprehended by the police and since Tilly’s dad was a business partner to Sammy’s father, he automatically became the boss to everything the man owned.

He gave his blessing to us and said he would sponsor our wedding anytime we were ready to walk down the aisle.

For my job I knew it was already secured because now all my late father’s companies had been entrusted into my care.

I hugged my mum and made Barrister Doris Dede Tetteh the lawyer to all the family businesses.

Tilly and I got married some few weeks later and she gave me a set of twins as a product of the mortuary sex.

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Later, I built the biggest mortuary and made Mr Narh the manager of the place.

For madam Adwoa Nyamekye I converted her chop bar to a modern restaurant.

I asked my mum to bring my siblings back to Accra and happiness took over my family again.

 

        THE END

PostScript::

Story written and composed by AKOTO ADJEI ALEXANDER. Follow me on Facebook with the same name for any assistance, advice, comments and criticism. We can also stay interactive on 📱WhatsApp #0249445151.

A very big thank you to God almighty for bringing us this far, indeed in Him is life and nothing can be done without Him by our side. To my family am grateful for your support and to my Never Say Die readers and followers you guys rock, your unflinching support and pressure keeps me awake during the night just to think deeply and come out with something unique. I am just getting heated and started, till I come your way again please remember me in your prayers and remember to do good and stay safe.

 

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I am Akoto Adjei Alexander, a Christian. A product of Abetifi Presbyterian Senior High School, Abetifi-Kwahu. I am in my late 20’s and the last born of the boys my parent brought to earth. Basically, I am a fiction/scriptwriter who loves to write about nature and the realities of life. I do a little of Graphics Design, I do MC’ing of events somethings, a Motivational Speaker and a Relationship Talk Expert

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