The unseen love

Chapter XXIII -> The funeral

A.N. For this was one of the saddest chapter I have written so far.

Kongpob Pov

Like that she died before us. My P' was inconsolable about her los, after all those years she cared for him and now she suddenly was gone. He grieved, not leaving the coffin she laid in than only for sleeping and eating while I was with him all the time.

There were a lot of things we had to prepare and everyday we would sit down with his father just to discuss things about the funeral, to sort out all the cards and messages that had been send etc.

Arthit

Grandma had died, the person who had made me what I was today was gone. She had always cared for me and now she was dead. I had failed to keep Bright from executing his plan. It was lucky that he hadn't been able to kill Kongpob though. The days that followed were exhaustive. We had to sort out the will and handle all other affairs. It felt worse than anything else I had ever experienced. I lost someone whom I had loved, who had cared for me whatever happened. It history repeating itself, first my mother, now my grandma and who would be next.

During the nights I couldn't sleep, instead I just laid in the bed sobbing and crying, thinking of all the good memories I had with her. Only now that she was gone did I realize how fond I had been of her.
Kongpob hadn't said much when I told him I wanted to go for a visit, he himself was also still processing the events that had unfolded.

Kongpob

The cemetery was silent, a soft breeze ruffled through the leaves of some trees that were scattered over the place. Some flowers could be seen while a dove circled above us. I felt my P' searching with his hand for mine before intertwining our fingers, he was squeezing them, walking close to me, his white cane in his hand slowly bringing us towards the grave. It didn't happen often that he would be leading me, usually he would tell me how to go and I would lead but this time he wasn't able to talk, telling from his face I could tell it wouldn't be long before he would burst. After all we had to go through he had kept a relatively strong composure but I could see it crumbling before my eyes right now. It's the fifth, we had entered a row situated in a far corner, I counted till we reached it.

In remembrance of our dearest Mother, wife and daughter Kannika Rojnapat. 1980-2013.
It read. I couldn't imagine how much he must have been hurt by the pain he felt. I hadn't lost anyone yet of my family, my grandparents and parents, aunts, uncles and so on, were all pretty much alive as far as I was aware of. Only now did I realize how much of a gift it was to still have your parents. Arthit was sobbing into my chest.

Did I deserve this Kong? Am I really cursed like my father told me? Is it my fault that Bright is dead, that I couldn't protect my grandma? That you were shot? What boyfriend am I not even being able to protect you! Blind and useless as people said, and they were right all along. For a second I thought of interrupting him, but no he should throw it all out before I was to utter even a single word. For now I just soothed and caressed him in my embrace, massaging his back in circles. Why, hick, me? WHY!?!?!? Why must my father hate me? Why must I be a burden to anyone? Only causing trouble and danger. What have I been able to give you from the time we met, except for pain, danger and 2 near-deaths? I should never have been bo.... Now it was enough, listening was on thing but putting up with this nonsensical nonsense was something wholly different. Stop it Arthit, now please listen to me? The thing you gave me was love! And for that love of you I'll risk anything, I won't stop loving you because there might be some hurdles in the way. I love you for who you are, so blind or not you have a great personality, I love YOU, P' and you give me love in return. We are destined for each other, and you certainly aren't cursed, think of what you have achieved in your life despite all difficulties. Life isn't easy it comes with both happiness and sadness, that might be difficult but is something we cannot change. What we can change though is what we forget, you just named all negative things in your life but forget the positive things. When she lived your mom loved you, as did your grandma. You found yourself a boyfriend who, if I may say so, loves you from the deepest depths of his heart and who feels your love as well. The events that occurred aren't your fault, you did anything you could to ensure the safety of those you loved. As for the accident I had and the shooting of grandma you couldn't have changed it. Don't drown in your guilt. And even though I hate to say ir you must think of what Bright said to you on not feeling guilty. It were his actions not yours. So whatever you think people weren't right, you aren't cursed and above all you didn't deserve any of this.
Thanks Kongpob, I, I.... I am so lucky to have you. As you see I easily drown in my feelings but you help me see reality, though it's difficult. When we look back on our life we so easily forget the good memories, the times we were spoiled by our loved ones. Like my granny always giving me ice cream or sweets, or the love they gave me, but once we are reminded of those good memories everything suddenly becomes much brighter again.

(Still Kongpob Pov)

We ended up talking for a long time, sharing memories, our feelings, consoling the other and when we returned to the dorm it was long dark already. Tomorrow would be the day of the funeral but after that we still had a week off, maybe we should go on a trip to a beach or something, to cheer up a bit so that my P' could see the good things in life again.

The funeral itself was without question the most terrible day if my life. Rain was pouring down and we were drenched in black and white suits and morning dresses. Before the service itself tradition demanded for the coffin to be closed by the family. Arthit had dragged me along not wanting to be alone. When we left the church after the special service his father had pushed him to walk at the head of the long procession of people. His grandma sure must have had a lot of contacts and acquaintances. It was cold and wet, he was sobbing silently, i had laid my left arm around while holding his right hand with my left, feeling him shake. I also couldn't contain my tears. At the grave the reverent spoke some words before the coffin was lowered into the earth. Though I hadn't known her quite well I felt terrible, and my P' just completely lost his composure when the coffin was lowered calling out, grandma!, grandma!, before regaining a bit of his control. When we walked back to the church where a lunch would be served we just had our hands Intertwined he had regained his composure, but his tight lips revealed how difficult he had it. I could see the piercing and pitying gazes of people on me, questioning who I was, and pitying Arthit. We hadn't talked about doing this all together, for us it felt natural to do, even though my family didn't know yet his father knew and my family soon would as well. When we lined up in the church so that the guests could offer their condolences I felt empty inside but in some way it gave a bit of comfort that all those people took the effort to offer their condolences.

Arthit's father hadn't said a word for the whole day, and I was feeling uncomfortable. Was he disapproving of us? but once all the people were gone and just the 3 of us were left he suddenly talked: It might take me some time to adjust to this new reality but for your relationship you have my blessing, if you need any help please ask. As soon as he finished he turned and walked out of the church before we could even utter a word.

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A.N.
Coming chapters will be sweet/sweeter

Character talk

Arthit: hehe, going to the beach we are

Kongpob: finally some fun again

Arthit: this was too bad, but the beach will be fun

Kongpob: don't look like that towards me, blame the author

Author: blame fate

Fate: I can't change anything so shut up

Author: see

Arthit+Kongpob:🤦🏻‍♂️

Kongpob: I hope my supposed parents won't be going ballistic when I tell them,

Arthit: would that change anything?

Kongpob: maybe the name of the company I will lead in the future

Arthit:?

Kongpob: what are you gonna do with grandmas shares? You control the whole Rojnapat group and Rojnapat conglomerate now.

Author: silence both of you, I shall decide these matters, seems time you two get your sugar again before you become even more annoying

Arthit+kongpob: 🤐