April 28 2023.
The Burial.
All arrangements for their funeral were made. I forsook the tradition that forbids young children from having a ceremony, no, my son will be buried rightly... right beside his father in a well dug grave.
I was dressed in white lace, white because of the blinding light I saw when I tried to go through that door. Everyone around me were dressed in the aso-ebi, I didn't have mine sewn, I kept the material in the wardrobe and got a white lace.
They were to be buried in the hometown, but I made sure they weren't to be buried in his Father's compound, no! I don't know what his mother would do to his body, she didn't even show any sign of remorse over losing her child, all she wanted was his house.
My house.
The house we both built together with love, no,
