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Condolences

"This is impossible, Dev." Michele denied what was sailing in his two senses of sight.

"That's what happened, Uncle."

"Then whose grave is beside to him?"

"My real mother." Michele turned his head in surprise before Dev finally told the skinny man everything.

Dev stares blankly at the tomb which is the resting place of the bodies of the national pride figures. Such a beautiful and well-groomed place, but contains a lot of sadness.

"After all this time, I have to see him in place I never thought he would. Wish Nick a beautiful place with God." A voice filled the silence. Dev and Michele turned their backs. A man with a thick beard was standing between them. An unfamiliar face for Dev expressing condolences.

"Mehmet? Are you here?" Michele asked with furrowed brows.

"I followed you guys. Dev, do you remember me?" Devada raised an eyebrow.