“Mon are you alright? Do you want to eat anything? What do you want? I will get it for you” Saifer suggested to the dazed sitting man who was in the very first column of the seats provided in the funeral and was not moving his eyes away from that small custom-made pink close casket just in front of him, furthermore, he remained seated there for who knows how long and was just watching over the white casket as if someone will take it away from him if he looked away.
“I’m good” Mammon replied without any emotions to be seen on his face, not even bothering to look at Saifer who was only concerned to him.
Saifer dejectedly looked at his friend who he cannot even have a proper conversation with. In the end he just took a deep breath before he decided to just let him be for now, to reflect on
