42 – Parents
1)
A funeral home. I have been here several times with the director.
I remember the first time I went to a funeral home.
-Director! What is the person with the armband on his arm doing? Why. Aren’t we the only ones wearing them?
-The person wearing the armband at the funeral is that person’s son or father. Only someone like my uncle can wear that armband.
There are also two types of armbands. Two rows are worn by the person’s son or father, and one row by the person’s grandfather or grandson. Or my uncle kicks.
-Wow! I don’t think there’s anything the director doesn’t know!
-Yoo Seon-ah… Who is making a loud noise at the funeral hall… We have to be quiet here.
Who were you then? I don’t even remember now. Anyway, while talking to the director at that time, what did I think?
Maybe I can wear that armband?
At that time, I was just too young. It sounds immature.
Everyone else cries because they are sad, but I felt envious that I had a family who could cry like that.
I don’t have a single family member who will wear me an armband when I die.
I was so envious of that. When my mom and dad die, who will take care of the funeral..? What do you think? It’s just… My first funeral experience as a child was so-so.
2)
I put incense.
Light it with a lighter. Smoke is blown by the wind and blows here and there.
Black suit.
It’s my first time wearing something like this, so it’s uncomfortable. An armband hanging from my arm. It’s a lot worse than it looks.
Looks like I’m dreaming. So many things have happened since I came to Mirae High School.
He said he had a dream before he died, am I dreaming it now? I think so.
I think I’m going crazy.
I looked up and saw the picture of the portrait on the memorial table.
Hey. My dad looks like that
Uh…? The scent burns all over.
The mortician must not put out the incense.
After saying that, I lit the fire again with a lighter.
Then I returned to my seat and sat down again.
I don’t know what I’m doing here.
As soon as I opened the front door… There was a person lying in front of me… 119… No, that 112… I think they both called.
Anyway, I called like that and the police and firefighters came to see me.
-Since when have you been doing this..?
Starting with something like that,
– How is your relationship with this person? Judging by the way you dress, you don’t look like someone who lives in this town. Like the way you talk, are you from a foreign country..?
-Ah, uh… I mean. I am the son of this man.
I don’t know why it’s so awkward to say the word son. Son. The person who raised me is the director, but this person is my biological father. It’s not a lie.
After that, I was called to the police station and we talked a lot about this and that.
If you look at something like the chief investigator, there is nothing but a lampshade in a room. Just yelling and talking and fighting with a detective who looks like a bear.
I thought that was the only thing I thought, but people came from the public health center and there because of the bright lighting, social workers came from the district office, and city hall staff who were in charge of people like my dad came.
I had many things to write on the paper that the policeman gave me.
There are so many things to do, how should I solve this…? Do
Since I’ve been stumbling around with a document for an hour,
A person from Mirae Group, wearing a suit and wearing glasses, came and told me what kind of document this was and what I should do now. What kind of document is this?
He explained it so simply that even an idiot could understand it.
-Did Jinah Lee send it?
-It wasn’t from Jin-ah, it’s because there’s an emergency. She was tailed just in case. Sorry. Wired Army.
Well, well… It’s strange that two people who had been living and dying until yesterday suddenly took a train to a city they hadn’t even heard of, and the bodyguards didn’t follow.
I don’t know if Lee Jin-ah knew about this or if she didn’t.
-Hey, is Lee Jin-ah okay?
-The lady is currently in the hospital.
She seems to have had a great psychological impact. I didn’t know what to do either, so she was just about to ask Jinah Lee for help. Jin-a is also lying down with her mind lost.
Really… Jin-ah, I just called 112 and 119 on my cell phone. Really fortunately, Lee Jin-ah was able to unlock the lock with her fingerprint, so the security team in the phone book..?
I just contacted them, shouted at the villa in the neighborhood… Uh-uh- Please report that white running man over there to 119!!
Grandma wearing yellow pants! Please report it to 112!! Help me! There is a person down here..!!!
Come to think of it. I did everything I had to do in the midst of that madness.
I’m glad.
What happened after that was like watching someone else’s vlog.
Just signing here and there. Sign up. How will the funeral be held?
Buddhism, Catholicism, or… Just the most benign one?
Ah, I see. Then I will.
I go to the funeral hall and change clothes, and that… I do this when I greet mourners, and Yoo Seon-gun is the resident. It should be right here next to you.
If you’re hungry, eat yukgaejang or suyuk. Oh, don’t worry about the money. I will solve it in the future mutual aid.
There is Yoo Seon-gun’s cremation and there is a burial. Have you decided on the site for the charnel house or cemetery? I need to sort out my belongings or something. I think Yoo Seon should take a look at this.
In a little while, there will be an inauguration ceremony for the deceased, and at that time, it will be the time for the living to see the deceased for the last time…
His head is about to explode. Just. No realism why am i doing this here? I’m sure I could have entered that coffin not too long ago.
It’s ironic that I suddenly have to be the funeral resident. I didn’t feel that sad or painful feeling.
It’s just that for now, it’s a job given to me, whether I like it or not, it’s my role, so I have to see the end. Okay.
-Yoo Seon-gun, this is the inauguration ceremony.
Following the mortician into the morgue, his father was lying with his hands on his chest.
It was terrible when I was at home earlier, but looking at it like this, it looked peaceful like sleeping.
That… Didn’t look like a dead person.
Did you say that the cause of death was a strain on the heart? He had heard that when his heart was strained, he was in great pain, but the sight of his father in the coffin seemed so peaceful.
I slept well while stretching right now. I guess I would say that.
“Looking at the last appearance of the deceased, do you have anything to say?”
“Hey, be happy in that paradise.”
So you’re saying you’re unhappy here? … My mouth was written that it was not wrong.
Actually, I don’t even know what to say. No, it’s just a first for everything.
It’s the first time I’ve said goodbye to someone like this, and it’s the first time preparing for a funeral.
I just have to decide which ossuary to leave it to, and whether to use a chestnut coffin or a paulownia coffin when cremating. That alone makes my head explode.
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… Fortunately, the mortician man kept his mouth firmly shut and seemed expressionless.
I briefly bowed in front of the corpse for a while. I didn’t say to do it, but I feel like I should.
May you live happily in the next life. Don’t get sick, live a long, healthy life.
I left the door of the morgue and returned to the funeral home.
A wreath at the funeral hall stands at the entrance.
-Future mutual aid.
If anyone sees it, they’ll think my dad is a mortician. He is working in a field that has nothing to do with it.
It’s as if the mortician’s friends have come.
If a person from the funeral service company comes to visit, do this or that. He said that There really was nothing for me to do.
The mourners are not coming. That… First of all, I don’t have a cell phone, so I have to tell the director or Yoo-jung the news of the obituary, but before that.
First of all, I have to contact my acquaintances around my father. Right now, I met my dad for the first time today, so there’s no way I could get to know his friend.
Though, the people who helped with the funeral arranged the belongings inside, and if there were any people who knew my father, they said they would deliver the obituary instead.
… I have no idea what’s going on.
Am I stupid?
Am I unfilial?
I just saw my father’s body, but I can’t even shed a single tear.
-Growl.
It sounds funny in this situation, but I was hungry.
I packed the cooled broiler sauce, boiled meat, and cold rice. Enter the room with the picture of the portrait.
I could have eaten at the table… But I don’t think we should eat here. So-so.
There are still no mourners coming, but if I leave this room, there will be no one.
An expressionless face. In the picture of Yeongjeong, my father looks similar to me.
It sounds obvious, but he’s a person with blood mixed with me.
– Hurr.. Hurr..
Eat the cooled broiler sauce carefully.
Take a bite, look at the picture of the portrait, take another bite, and this time burn the burnt incense again.
I ate another bite of rice, and this time I turned my gaze toward the entrance in case there were any mourners coming.
Another bite, and another picture of the portrait.
What kind of person was your father?
-Kang Yong-gu. I now know that my father’s name is Yonggu Kang.
Did I really live a happy life?