Baste, sadly this time

So I went to my Uncle Denz burial at Baste. I can't explain what I felt there. It's so unreal, but Uncle Denz is really there, lying in state. I realized he had been a great prof here with my Aunt. There was a tribute for him.
It's like a long overdue reunion for all our relatives in my mother side. It's so sad we just all have to meet for a sad occasion. I did say my sorry to Uncle Denz, kya lang only in the coffin na. I hope he did forgive me na. I actually thought I saw his barong move, parang he's breathing pa. But I'm not easily frightened eh, I just peek at the coffin closely. They say he has become a white butterfly, so be it. I guess he's now at peace and no need to cry.
Since he is a psychic, he probably knew his end is coming. He had his barong tailor-made na, he supervised his faculty on what to do for the coming grad since he was "leaving" daw somehere. I heard he was also looking for a burial place. It's just sad he didn't tell his family of all his ailments.
Anyways, Riz was there. We finally met up again after a long time. The last time I saw her was the guesting of lolo in Baste. That time, it was a happy occasion and a memorable time in the chapel area. Riz had been one of my Uncle's student in Baste. That's why everyone is wondering how I came to meet Riz.
My aunt became a young widow and no one will be that good of a cook in our coming fiesta. I heard my Uncle told a relative to continue the cooking chores for him. I guess, in a way, I'll miss my Uncle and his good old jolly self. Sabi ko nga ang daya nya, he left us na. I thought he will be there to assist me pa in the future. But tawag na ni Lord siya eh. He's in a better place.
Riz and I had a nice long chat, we even called up the mom of our friend. After the burial, I shoot some hoops in Baste, then hop in our red van. Nakakapagod din pala the sad burial. So long and goodnight to my Uncle ala "Helena" song.