Nigerian Lawyer Recounts A Traumatising Divorce Case He Handled
A Nigerian lawyer has recalled how a divorce case he handled at the beginning of his career almost reduced him to tears after the petitioner, his client, compared her husband’s manhood to her little finger.
Firsts Baba Isa, who shared the story in a Facebook post, said the petitioner’s husband, in a bid to prove that his wife was a âdemonic liarâ, tried to take off his trousers and show him his penis.
According to the lawyer, that particular experience left him rattled and wondering how top lawyers like Mike Ozhekhome and Femi Falana made it in the law profession.
He wrote:
“I remember a divorce case I handled some years ago as a very young lawyer. I was the lawyer for the woman, the Petitioner. The man blatantly refused to engage a lawyer but he never ever missed court.
We will go to court and the judge will ask him where is his lawyer, he will say he doesnât have. Do you want the divorce, should we proceed with the case. He will say no. He doesnât want a divorce. Oga, what do you want na? He will stand up and start complaining bitterly about his âungratefulâ wife.
He will talk and talk about all the things he has done for this woman and her family and now the woman wants to pay him back with a disgraceful divorce… the judge will indulge him for some very painful minutes and then turn to me and say I should try and settle them. This happened for months.Family games
Every time we come to court, the same thing. My Lord, hear this matter na. My Lord no gree o. Every time the court will plead with me to try and settle them.
All our meetings always end with the man reciting all he has done for the woman and how the wicked woman just wants to disgrace him⊠then the woman will tell him to go to hell.
My Lord, canât you see that Iâm trying? Me, Iâm tired o.
One day, the judge said, âCounsel just try this last time; if they refused to settle, I will proceed and hear the matter.â
Thank you, sir. Finally, court don follow tire too.
So, we went for the âlastâ meeting in search of reconciliation. In the beginning nothing changed. The man will not even allow us talk. He went off reeling out a long list of what he has done for this woman and her family. If not that this is a bad woman, she is supposed to be very grateful and happy.
The man introduced something new today in his list of things his wife ought to be grateful for: s8x. He was shouting, I did this for you, I did that for you⊠even s3x sef, I make sure you are always satisfied.
Immediately the man said this, the woman who usually sits taciturn, turned and looked at him with disgust: âwhich sex? Who you dey satisfy? With which prick?â
She lifted her little finger in a form of mockery: âthat prick wer be like this? Abeg Gettat!â
I froze on my seat.
The man erupted in volcanic fury: âwhich person prick be like that? I say which person prick be like that? My own abi your papa own? I say which person prick be like that?â He asked this like a 100 times in one minute!
Gosh! He was mad!!! I was petrified!
Suddenly he sprang from his chair and started loosening his belt to take off his trousers…
âBarrister, abeg come see my prick, e be like that?â
Holy Cow! I rushed to him and held him. We were literally struggling. I was trying to stop him from taking off his trousers and he was struggling with all his strength to take off his trousers and show me his prick, so that I can determine if it is like his wifeâs little finger.
âOga, please, stop there is no need for that.â I was breathless.
âNo, Barrister, let me show you so that you will know that this woman is a demonic liar.â
âSir, I believe you. I believe you, sir.â
âBarrister, wait na. Atink you people are like doctors na, you can hear and see anything.â
âNo sir, no sir⊠we, we are not like that o⊠I swear to God, we, we donât use to see prick. I swear, please, abeg, donât show me your prick, abeg.â I was very close to sobbing.
Maybe he heard the tears building up in my voice, he stormed out of the office still fixing his belt. His wife also left almost immediately. I was thoroughly rattled.
I bowed my head on my desk and spoke out what sounded like a prayer âGod, Iâm a young lawyer⊠help me oâŠ. Is this how Mike Ozhekhome and Femi Falana made it in this profession, by seeing prick?
I nearly saw a 56-year old adult pen!s today o⊠An adult prick accused of looking like a womanâs little finger. I donât deserve this. God abeg o. Help me o.â





