The aching family and hundreds of mourners gathered for the funeral of budding Latin singer Maria “DELAROSA” De La Rosa, 22, who was fatally shot while sitting in an Escalade in Northridge.
Over 200 friends and family members dressed in black filled Mission San Fernando Cemetery church in Mission Hills for a 12 p.m. Catholic service that was held in both English and Spanish. DELAROSA’s family members weeped throughout the service, in clear pain from their loss.
A private casket viewing was held for relatives of the family after the public service where Deyanira was heard frantically stomping her feet and screaming in Spanish, “my baby!”
Moments before the public service began, the singer’s mother, Deyanira De La Rosa, 47, was approached by members of the Archdiocese of Los Angeles, saying her personal photographer was prohibited on the grounds.
“You think I want to take pictures of everything myself,” an emotional Deyanira said, adding that her daughter’s life centered around photographing herself and others, and that it was “what she asked me to do.”
“I’m bringing a camera,” Deyanira’s boyfriend, Tomer Jeddah, said. “Call the police, try to stop me.”
Ultimately the family got their way, and even livestreamed the service on Deyanira’s Instagram so fans and loved ones in her native Colombia could grieve alongside the family.
“I cannot take my eyes off the casket,” said her tear-filled father, George De La Rosa. He described Maria’s energy as “1,000% always,” recalling their daily morning calls and how she would ask if he wanted breakfast when she woke up around 11 a.m.
“She was just starting — this hurts,” he continued. “It was just taken from us. I know God has his intentions, but it hurts. I really wanted her here with us.”
A white horse and buggy carried the “No Me Llames” singer in a white casket through sprawling burial grounds to a plot where her coffin was serenaded by a mariachi band before she was laid to rest.
Her family purchased the two plots on either side of the singer so no one else would be buried there, her father told The Post.
As the casket was lowered into the ground, mourners stepped forward with bouquets and heart-shaped arrangements of pink and white roses, laying them gently at her side while her mother’s anguished cries echoed across the cemetery.
Above a pile of dirt covering her daughter’s casket, Deyanira, screamed and cried, wanting to be able to help bury her child. “I can do it better than all of these men together,” she sobbed.
