The Coffin Maker Episode 65

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Unknown Person:

Senior, we are back ooo!

Albert:

Where is that fool and ungrateful bitch?

Unknown Person:

Senior, we were not able to get him ooo, we searched and combed every corner of this neighbourhood but there was no trace of that guy and your girlfriend.

Albert:

I have always known you were very incompetent like someone that I know of, you have never scored any mark on the test I give to you, always you have an excuse to give without giving any positive results.

Unknown Person:

Senior God knows that we tried our best, we even entered the rooms of some people we felt might be hiding there but to no avail. That guy was far gone before we got here.

Albert:

See mumu, how did you know that guy was gone before you got here? I don’t know why my dad has chosen to still keep you fools even though you are incompetent and he knows very well that you can’t simply do anything right. For that bitch I call my girlfriend I know what to do to her and the right time to get her.

Unknown Person 2:

Boss, so what do you want us to do now, should we continue searching for him here or we should go home.

Albert:

No, stay here and guard the area so that criminals like you won’t come and attack the area. Foolish fools!!!! (sits in his car and drives away leaving the guys behind)

Unknown Person 3:

Guys, since he has left us, let us get going because we have things doing tomorrow morning and afternoon.

Unknown Person 2:

Charlie, what you said is true, we have a major thing to do tomorrow for the boss himself.

Unknown Person:

Let us go, guys, sometimes that guy acts like he doesn’t eat fufu with soup, for me I am fed up with his attitude that one day I will tell him my mind. Does he know the time we started doing this work? Is money that chose to go to the wrong side like will a small boy of his calibre stand before me to talk and even insult me? I have to gather much money and leave this group if not one day I will do something to him that will make me regret later, guys sit down and let us go.

Back at Quincy room:q

Henrietta Barnor:

Gosh, your wound is more than I anticipated, what the hell happened to you that got you badly injured like this.

Michael Ansah:

(scratching his head to get an answer which will not put him in the spotlight) Mmmm I got injured through the carelessness of that idiot sitting there.

Henrietta Barnor:

Really, do you wanna talk about that?

Michael Ansah:

Not really but we went to his father’s construction site and as we were trying to convey some metal materials up to the second floor, he mistakenly dropped it and it fell on me, unfortunately for me, it pierced my thigh and I fell off the staircase.

Henrietta Barnor:

Awwww sorry, about that my dear, so you had this wound to nurse and you still went ahead to fight Albert. So what if he hit you in the thigh or leg?

Michael Ansah:

Herh, I swear like I will kill him, like I will break his head and twist his neck.

Quincy:

See you, were you invited in their fight in the first place. Today you had a mommy’s boy to beat but tomorrow when you meet a street boy like me, you will know when you buy Ga kenkey you have to take pepper.

Michael Ansah:

My friend shut up before I pounce on you over there, aren’t you the reason why I am in this state?

Quincy:

(reading in between the lines) So how many times do I have to say I am sorry Mr Bukom Banku? You know my action was not deliberate so why have you been castigating me all this while, aren’t you the one getting VIP treatment right now?

Henrietta Barnor:

Which one is the VIP treatment Mr man?

Before I forget you also said you are having a wound so prepare yourself so I clean your body for you.

Quincy:

Please ooo, I retract my statement with immediate effect, I am very well and hearty. I just said it. I’m joking.

Michael Ansah:

Please, take it easy on me wai, I am feeling the pains now in my thigh.

Quincy:

Why won’t you feel the pain since you go about fighting outside the ring Joe boxer.

Henrietta Barnor:

Oh sorry, I can see the bandage on your thigh stained with blood, you shouldn’t have engaged yourself in that fight.

Michael Ansah:

I know but I couldn’t stand the sight of you been mishandled like a piece of rag, my conscience would never allow me to be happy if I walked past you people unconcerned if I didn’t intervene on your behalf what would have been your fate by now?

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Henrietta Barnor:

(talking in her head) Awwww see how caring and handsome he is, I thought men like this only existed in fictional stories and movies. How I wish he was my man like I won’t give any lady a chance to even come close to him, like I will jealously protect him like the way mother hen protects its chicks. Hey try and gather courage and propose to me and I will gladly accept your proposal even without thinking twice or allowing you to end your statement. I can’t imagine how our children will look like with such a handsome partner like you.

Michael Ansah:

(talking in his mind) Aaaaah what a beauty, see how soft her palms are? The scent of your pomade in your hair is even driving me crazy, look at her eyes and lips, the toes that even is on the ground is beautiful than someone’s face. The back of your head like someone’s face. Your legs and the hair on it is even turning me on, if you were my woman like I will adore you like how Romans adore Holy Mary. I will worship the ground your feet touches and I won’t even let a fly come close to you.

The way you are pretty I can’t imagine giving birth with you Herty, like the way our children will look beautiful and handsome erh, my God!!!

Your voice alone is like a music from the harp of David to King Saul. The way your white sparkling teeth has been arranged in your mouth is even classic, I believe God took a long rest before he started work to mould you and cast you to mother Ghana.

I wouldn’t mind selling my father’s house and coffin shop to raise money so I marry you. If am to choose between you and heaven like I won’t think twice to choose you because living with you will be like been in heaven.

If you are a bible like I will be your preacher and if you were a religion like I will be your stench follower. I would be your rod if you were a shepherd and the only cockroach in your cupboard, because am not financially sound I can’t propose to you so it is only in my head that I can imagine and fantasize about you without getting a problem. Indeed “better soup na money kill am”

aaaaah see how heavy and round her breast look, this one I can suck all night long without getting tired or even falling asleep. This is the type of person that I can describe as a creation of God and not this man-woman ladies we come across daily.

God all my life if you give me Herty, I will only ask for two more things and I will never come before you again to ask for any more favours. God, I will ask you of divine health and more money to use in making maintenance on this V12 engine machine before me.

Henrietta Barnor:

God, if you give me this man erh, I will take good care of him and help him build his empire with God as our helper, I won’t let any lady come close to him and if it is sex he wants, I will give it to him in the morning, afternoon, evening, dawn and in fact anywhere and how he wants it. Lord you know I don’t usually ask for favours so please grant me this simple request for me to be the happiest lady on earth.

Quincy:

(talking in his head) God please let this lady fall in love with my brother from another mother because I see she will be a good lover who will take very good care of him for me, they look so comparable and I know they will be happy with each other. See the way she is wiping my brother with love and affection and see the way my brother is also gazing at her with much lust and a burning desire in his eyes, he is not even blinking his eyes, I can smell and feel love in the air.

Henrietta Barnor:

I am done Mike now you can go inside and do the rest inside the washroom and Mr Quincy you are next.

Quincy:

Hahahahaha, please I am on strike with anything relating bathing. I’m feeling sleepy so I will see you guys tomorrow God willing. Safe journey to dreamland and don’t forget to put your seatbelt and helmet on.

Michael Ansah:

Nonsense, have you bought any car or motorbike for us. Rest in peace you too.

Kwaku Mike goes into the washroom to clean his private part and as he walked back into the room, he came to meet Henrietta peacefully asleep and with the way she was lying down some electric currents started passing through the veins of Kwaku Mike and the power in his boxer started increasing. He ignored that feeling and went to drink chilled water in the kitchen before joining Henrietta in the bed.

After a while, Henrietta wrapped her hand around Kwaku Mike which made him wake up. His heart started beating fast and he could hear the sound of his heartbeat in the quiet room and through the little light in the room he could see the pretty face of Henrietta sleeping and smiling to herself, he in return wrapped his hands also on her and closed his eyes to sleep with the wish that someday he will have her in her arms and bed forever but around midnight something happened…………….

Is what Kwaku Mike and Henrietta feeling for each other lust or love?

Do you think Maabena can continue keeping the secret forever?

Is Quincy a good friend?

Is Kwaku Mike even safe as at now?

TBC

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