The Daughter-in-Law Dies During Childbirth — Eight Men Could Not Lift the Coffin, and When the Mother-in-Law Pleaded to Open It… Everyone Trembled at What They Saw

The mournful sound of horns echoed through the wake, accompanied by the relentless patter of rain on the old, rusty roof. In the middle of the yard, a yellow coffin rested on two wooden benches. Surrounding it were mourners, each bowing their heads in grief for the young woman who had passed away while giving birth.

She was only 25 years old.

Since marrying into the family, she had been known throughout the village for her gentleness, humility, and deep love — caring for her in-laws as though they were her own parents. As her mother-in-law, Aling Hong, proudly said, “A family is fortunate to have a daughter-in-law like her.”

But just one year after the marriage—tragedy struck.

The Night of Unbearable Pain

On the night of the incident, her stomach began to hurt severely. She could not stop crying from the pain. When she was taken to the hospital, she was already too weak. The baby didn’t survive. And she, too… passed away. The family was left in chaos, grief, and despair. The life that was once full of hope and love was gone in an instant.

A Wake Full of Sorrow

The whole family was in turmoil with grief. Aling Hong, fainting repeatedly, could barely stand from the overwhelming sorrow. The father-in-law, silent, stared at the photo of his daughter-in-law resting atop the coffin. In the picture, she smiled, her eyes shining with life. And as the whole family wept, the time came to transfer the coffin to the funeral home. Eight of the strongest men at the wake stood up to carry it. But something unexpected happened—

The Coffin They Couldn’t Lift

They couldn’t lift it.

Their faces turned red, their arms trembling, veins bulging in their necks—yet the coffin wouldn’t budge. It seemed as though something was holding it down, as if something invisible was refusing to let it leave the ground. An elderly man, standing by, spoke softly: “She’s holding something in… She’s not ready to leave.”

A monk or spiritual advisor approached with a calm tone: “Open the coffin. She has something to say.”

When They Opened the Coffin…

Slowly, they removed the latch. As they lifted the lid, a collective gasp echoed in the room.

There, on her face, were two distinct tear tracks.

Though her eyes were closed, her eyelashes were still wet—like she had just finished crying. The people in the room were in disbelief.

Aling Hong immediately knelt beside the coffin, trembling as she held her daughter-in-law’s cold hand. With a broken voice, she pleaded, “My child… stop crying now, my dear… If there’s something you left unsaid… please, speak now. I beg you… I beg my bleeding heart…”

The room fell silent.

No one spoke. Not even a single person blinked.

The Husband’s Final Cry

And suddenly…

They heard a sob.

Everyone turned to look.

Her husband—the young man who had lost his wife that very night—was kneeling, sobbing uncontrollably, his face buried in his hands. The people were in shock.

Aling Hong, turning slightly, her voice broken, asked, “Child… why? Did your husband say something?”

The First Words of Grief

Slowly, he looked up. His face was full of tears. His eyes were swollen, and his voice was weak with grief: “Nothing… she didn’t leave any words…”

And at that moment, everyone’s eyes met. The intertwined stories of love and loss mirrored in each of them. The trials, the sacrifices, and the unspoken love of a mother and wife would forever remain in their memories.