Part Two
Memorie.al / It had been a full 68 days that the investigator was conducting a terrible investigation, using every kind of method to completely subdue the defendant, whom they accused of sexual relations with a minor through violence. He had tried and had exerted himself to the maximum with all the “methods” and “forms,” both those of gentle words and dialogue, as well as those of violence and beatings, but “unfortunately” he hadn’t extracted a single word from him. The evidence was insufficient. The violence inflicted on him had had no effect. This caused the district’s chief prosecutor herself, who was a beautiful woman, very serious and stern authoritarian, seeing that there were only four days left until the end of the investigation period, according to the laws in force, and if the defendant wasn’t broken, he would be found innocent.
Continued from the previous issue
She had never come to my place, because she hadn’t been invited by me. Not because I was stingy or arrogant, but I didn’t want to have problems afterward that could block my transfer to the city, that thing I dreamed of back then, since I only had a mother, no father, no sister or brother, I was all alone. Until then, everything was going fine, when one day Suzi got out of the car that we, all the teachers and others, were in when we arrived in the city, she linked arms with me and said loudly..!
– ‘Prof. Astrit, today I’m coming to your place, to you and your mother, to spend the weekend. I’ve been to everyone else’s, and you haven’t thought to invite me once, even though I’m a stranger here. There’s no friend, colleague, or villager left who hasn’t respected me, but you, I don’t understand what kind of person you are?! You seem arrogant…’?!
– ‘Suzana, please, what kind of words are these you’re saying to me? You can come to us with pleasure, my mother will be overjoyed, but I have been careful about gossip and kept my distance, not because I don’t appreciate you, but for the sake of the very nature of things, where in the village such behavior and actions seem out of step with the times…! Anyway, you are welcome; it would be a pleasure for you to come to us.’
The girl came, my mother received her, honored her, and she was surprised by our behavior and hospitality, not because we did anything special, but it was as if that night had hypnotized her so much, as if by magic, that I, despite all the “fear” I had before, got together with her. Suzana was special! She had uniqueness and was a woman to be loved. Well, I said, come what may, this was my fate… I will marry her… period.
I associated with her without any shyness, even without being engaged, everyone knew or found out that Suzana and Astrit were going to get married.
Months passed and we were practically inseparable, everywhere together, both at school, and afterwards at the evenings the school organized with the cooperative youth, at the cooperative’s library, at the cinema… excursions, visits… everywhere. I don’t know how long I had been intimate with her, until one day Suzi told me she was pregnant…!
The news honestly shocked me; neither she nor I wanted such a thing…! But as the people say: “that sheepfold yields that dairy.”
‘Okay, I tell her, there’s not the slightest problem; everyone knows we’re like engaged…’!
– ‘No – she said – I would never accept such a thing under any circumstances…! I absolutely have to abort it. I have other dreams… and now this, just what I needed’?
– ‘Categorically no, – I insisted… – what dreams trouble you, this was our fate…! No way, as long as we love each other, this is also the fruit of that love… please doesn’t do this… let the sprout comes out…’!
– ‘Please, – she insisted… it’s still early, we have to act, and what’s worse, I don’t want anyone to find out…! Either you act and help me with what I’m telling you, or we’re done…’!
I was shocked…! ‘Do you really mean that, my love?! Think about what you’re saying…! You are going to be a mother and I will be the father of your child…! Period’!
We went back and forth for about two or three weeks, it was impossible to change her mind, she had decided to abort the child…! I got upset with her, when she arbitrarily asked the director for permission to leave for a few days to her hometown, because her father was ‘sick’.
She spent a week there and when she came back, she didn’t speak to me at all, everyone was surprised…! An icy freeze.
Everything was turned upside down… she abandoned me. The next day, very late at night after she returned from her city… my friend and comrade, the village doctor, comes to my room, which shocked me by saying:
‘Astrit, Suzana, from what I can see, not only is she pregnant, but she’s also gone crazy, I tell you this with conviction and responsibility, we’ve been friends for so many years and I don’t want to deceive you…!
I pretended not to know anything and tried to convince the doctor otherwise, but it was all in vain, she had told him everything… even how she had begged him to help her with the abortion and the doctor could do whatever he wanted with her…!
The doctor was shocked and horrified…! He swore to me… that if he were a different kind of guy…! This drove me completely crazy…! Suzana? Impossible, I said to myself! I thought, I was shocked, I didn’t want to believe it… but unfortunately I was facing a fact… she destroyed everything, but she could also endanger herself and I would automatically become an ‘accomplice’!
I advised the doctor to distance himself from this problem and not to participate in this psychological shock of hers…! The doctor insistently asked me to know, after this, would I still have a relationship with Suzi? Yes or no…! I understood that the doctor had surrendered before her…! He had taken advantage of the situation…! I warned him… he swore to me that he hadn’t…! But he added: ‘if you are not going to be with her anymore… I’ll do my thing…’!
I promised him that I would never break off relations with Suzi, whom I now loved. The doctor left thoughtfully… and upset by my answer…! He had hoped that out of anger with her, I would say the opposite…! That I wouldn’t have a relationship…! But I loved her!
I was transferred to the city and later, as I found out, the doctor and a friend of his who was both a communist and a livestock brigade leader, used Suzi as they wished, she became irresponsible.
For me, she was degenerate, especially since she had also aborted the child!
Both the doctor and the ‘communist’ didn’t speak to me afterwards, and I didn’t want any connection with them either. I distanced myself from all old talk, despite the pain and love that my mother and I felt for Suzi. Later I started my own family, where I worked and lived with honor, enjoying my mother, my wife, and my two daughters, everything with all my heart. But the story didn’t end there!
Meanwhile, Suzi was transferred to her district, but this time not to a village, but to the city. Because her skin was beautiful, she remained always beautiful, and it wasn’t long before she fell in love with a young officer, who was also the deputy head of the Internal Affairs Directorate of that city, as well as the head of crime investigation.
Madly in love with the beautiful Suzi, the young officer didn’t ask much about her history and married her. He later rose in position and today is a deputy minister in his profession!
A furious and dirty careerist, from what I’ve heard said about him.
Neither did I, Astrit Rizaj, ask about her anymore, until one day I learned from a friend that the doctor, my ‘former’ friend, had been interned in a distant village, because he had once helped a mother abort. They had put him on a show trial and with some ‘pseudo-witnesses’, had sentenced him to five years of internment.
Honestly, I was shocked and said to myself; let’s hope that ‘mother’ wasn’t Suzi, otherwise I could also have trouble. But no, the former communist brigade leader, who compromised everyone to the bone, had also been expelled from the Party and they were seeking criminal prosecution by the court for abuse of office.
This later influenced me to become attentive and careful, knowing the omnipotent power of the deputy minister. I worked at school night and day, as a model teacher and parent, and at the same time I hoped that everything around me and ‘them’ was over, but unfortunately I was wrong!
Until one day a friend warned me that the brother-in-law of the deputy minister had come to the gymnasium where I worked as party secretary, in short, the husband of Suzana’s sister…! I linked his arrival to some possible trap, but nevertheless I believed that Suzi would not take revenge on me, because I had behaved properly with her. And I am truly convinced that Suzi is not a participant in these dirty traps…!
Today I am arrested and accused, Madam Prosecutor, because in this well-woven tangle, it is the party itself, it is the secretary himself, it is the deputy minister himself, who seek to bury me unjustly… the girl who accuses me is the daughter of a prison guard… loyal and fanatical to his superiors… the witnesses are sons of spies and, unfortunately, I’m telling you, with degenerate parents… look at their files…!
That is all, Madam Prosecutor… verifies what I’m telling you and you will be convinced…! Jealousy and intrigue have become one in these rigged trials and investigations. Like any young man, I fell in love, like any young man, I had dreams, like any young man, I seek freedom of speech… and as a person who has not committed any shameful act, I raise my voice for justice…!
Here before you should have had… the deputy minister… the Party secretary ‘brother-in-law’, who was transferred from who knows where, to take ‘revenge’…! The prison guard who imposed these filthy things on his daughter… without any basis… making a woman, a girl, a student, a slanderer… and shameful!
That is the whole story, Madam Chief Prosecutor… verify it and then bring me a pen and paper to sign the indictment in blank, because in this state there is never justice”.
She: – “Are you finished…. don’t speak like that anymore, defendant…!”
He: – “I’m finished.”
She: – “Why didn’t you tell the story like this to the investigator…?!”
He: – “Because these are my conjectures and unproven, even though they are completely true, he never understood me, he insists only on me signing the confession of guilt… I told him… and I gave him hints… but unfortunately he doesn’t understand me…!”
She: – “Alright. We’ll stop for today.”
He: – “Tomorrow I won’t have anything to say, bring me (the papers) to sign…!”
She: – “For the story you told me…?”
He: – “No, to admit guilt”!
Epilogue!
The Chief Prosecutor was completely convinced and, as a powerful and full-fledged specialist with personality, went to the Minister of Justice for the whole night to consult about this particular case and asked him for the unconditional release of the defendant Astrit Rizaj, granting him every right. She was completely convinced by his statements.
The minister, as an old “wolf,” suggested to the chief prosecutor that she have a one-on-one meeting with the wife of the deputy minister and ask with the sincerity and cunning of a woman, whether she was aware of this “trap of brothers-in-law” clothed in power…? If not, the defendant should be found innocent; if she was aware… the defendant should be punished, because word would spread and party people would be accused of slander…!
The Chief Prosecutor accepted his suggestion and approached Suzi for a coffee, asking her for the whole story…! Suzi was surprised that her husband had investigated her “glorious youth” for years…!
She, with noble courtesy, after telling him the whole story, just as Astrit Rizaj had told it, asked that whatever possible be done… to save them from this unscrupulous intrigue involving her “ex-lovers”… Astrit, the doctor, and the brigade leader…!
After greeting each other… she went again and reported the conversation with her to the Minister of Justice. They spent hours together, suggesting the good sides that their release would have… but also the bad sides… both individually and in public opinion… how much damage would be done to her image… the jealousy of the deputy minister… or his baseness…?! How much harm would be brought to the Party and the Government?
Conclusion: Astrit Rizaj had to be punished, because his statements were “baseless.”
The next day she sent a pen and paper to the defendant, telling him to sign because he was completely guilty…! Astrit Rizaj spat in the face of the Chief Prosecutor and told her; “Good for you, this is your investigation.” The Chief Prosecutor didn’t say a word… she took out her handkerchief and wiped her face…. she was extremely insulted, but she didn’t open her mouth! It couldn’t have happened otherwise. Her institution had to emerge “triumphant” this time too!
Astrit Rizaj went to trial behind closed doors and was sentenced to eight years of imprisonment and five years of internment…! Two or three years after Astrit’s sentencing, it wasn’t long before word got out that Suzana… very revolted and indignant or for other marital problems, but always stubborn, perhaps also with children, asked for a divorce, broke up the family and separated from her husband, the dirty careerist… who then fell from his horse (lost his position)…. which then made waves throughout the country and everyone learned the story, that the mathematics professor, Astrit Rizaj, was trapped and he was innocent…!
Meanwhile, the party secretary of the school was sent as a cooperative instructor in village D. After serving his sentence… Astrit Rizaj walks with his head down in the city and drinks his coffee alone, as a result of a discredited society! / Memorie.al
