The Queen VS Princess

Funeral

“well. If he comes home later, we'll tell him. Dad went straight to Shana's funeral after work.”

Their faces suddenly turned pale as the door opened. Hana and Leo came home from college.

“oh, no guests yes.” Hana said as she reached the living room and tried to greet Cleanne, Misaki, Tadashi and Rhena.

The four of them were silent and slightly lowered. It was the first time they met Hana after 2 years of the accident. Tadashi's heart felt slashed when stared at by Hana. It was as if Shana was staring at him. Leo was coding Misaki about what was going on. They were like doing sign language.

“comehere dear. There's something I want to tell you. Do you remember them?” tanya Mom started the conversation that felt to Hana very stressful.

Hana looked at each other's faces to try to remember something. Niente. No memories came to his mind. During this time Hana tends not to want to force to remember. I don't know why. To him remembering things that cannot be remembered is a very waste of time. Hana just shook her head in a sign that she didn't remember anything.

“well. Two years ago, when you first realized you were in the hospital, you actually had a pretty bad accident. They are all friends who are always there when you are in the hospital. However, there are 1 more people who are currently in a very far place. We plan to meet ‘people it’ after this. Mom asks you to come with us.”

“but I don't know them at all, Mother.” Hana tried to refuse .

Hana finally came along. They rode in the car that Tadashi was carrying.The atmosphere in the car really felt very awkward. Hana sat down next to Mom and Leo. Rhena sat in front accompanying Tadashi who was driving. Cleanne and Misaki were in the back seat. A long journey that even Hannah was unaware of.

The car moved in towards a small, tiny house that looked clean but empty. The view in the outside garden felt so green. Whose house is this? The car entered as if it had become a private home. The car stopped in front of the small house. There was a middle-aged man who came to meet and talk for a moment with Tadashi, but then it was like inviting him to enter.

The first impression found upon entering the small house was the smell of incense. It feels like funeral incense. What house is this? The smell of incense filled the entire room. No one starts a conversation inside the house that has now turned into a haunted impression.

“nah, everyone. Welcome to the home I provide especially for the people who are precious to me who have died first.” Tadashi finally opened the conversation after a few minutes of silence.

“why...we are here?” tanya Hana started to feel uncomfortable with the atmosphere and the pungent smell of incense.

Tadashi was silent for a moment. Then continue speaking again, “come home. I'll show you something.”

Hana followed Tadashi slowly. The smell of the incense continued to sting in his nose. Tadashi invites Hana into a dark room. When the lights were turned on, Hana's eyes were surprised to see a place where there was a photo of her own face.