CHAPTER 213

The priest arrived and Dayo's brother comes to me and found me crying and he didn't  say a word to me and embrace me and we both cried.

"The priest  is here" he said.

" I  don't  want to be there, I  can't  stand seeing him lying in state,  our plan wasn't  that he was going to be lying there and I  will be sitting,  let me be here, let the priest do what he has to do, I don't  want to bid him farewell maybe he might still wake up, who knows, maybe the priest should  go back, he would wake up and embrace me ahain, kiss me again, carry our children again, we would go and live in america, Tell the priest to go back that my husband will wake up" I  said.

" Nini, Dayo is gone, he is in a better place, he has left all the struggle in the earth to relax in heaven, he won't  come back to us" And he embraces him again and I burst into tears.

" Let's  go" I followed him, my mother in law and father in law are at their home because according to the yoruba tradition, they are not to see the dead body of their Child. 

My children were sitting with the Nanny and my sister in law and husband and I was lead into the venue to sit at the front row where my Sister in law and husband were and Dayo's  brother and his fiancee too are sitted,Mirabel arrived in black with her siblings and the priest began the services for the wake keeping.

After the preaching  of the priest and prayer, I  was called to the stage to speak about Dayo when he was alive, I got to the stage and couldn't  say a word , I  just kept opening  my mouth  and closing  it and held the microphone  to my mouth and I  burst into tears and I said " My husband  did not die, he will wake up and comeback to me, he loves me so much and won't  leave me alone" I said crying " He was a good man, he loves me so much, he promise to love me till eternity,  that was our promise to each other" I  drop the microphone and sits to the ground crying and some women comes to held me up and take me to the seat while Mirabel  was called to speak and she says " He was a food man, in comparable to anyone I have ever met, my love, calm, gentle, a loving dad to his children and she burst intontears and couldn't  continue speaking and leave the stage.

His siblings, workers, relatives  were call to the stage and everyone  of them had something  great to say about him.

The priest prayed and his body was taken to the cemetery. 

Everyone was jolding flowers in their hand , I and my children got into the car , his siblings also enters into their cars and we head to the cemetery .