"I'm alright if you gave me a kiss." Lapil started to laugh, he kissed her cheeks, waiting for her to kiss his lips.
"You're addicted, do you know that?"
"Yes," he admits and anticipates her generosity. Yanarym chuckled again and bent over to give him what he's asking, "Thank you, Bai."
"You're welcome, Ginoo." They stopped flirting on the shore as soon as Yanarym sneezed. Lapil took some blankets on the boat before he started walking to the forest to go to the original Banwa as he carried her.
In Yanarym's memory and based on the plot, the original was deeply loved by Datu Pita. That made it so contradicting her past life, where her father was also the antagonist of her life. She even moves out from his roof when she finishes senior high school. Though he provided her finances, she had learned to live independently and had all of his money compiled in one of her bank accounts and used it if she had emergencies.
She didn't mind her father's treatment, it's not a dark past for her. She doesn't feel attached to him. She just found this amusing, having a father exactly different from her first one. Now that she thought of it, the first world she had leaped to had a good father too, it's just that he died early.
Then, she looked at Lapil who had a bad father. Well, she guesses that there was such a diversity of people playing their roles in life. At least Lapil had fulfilled his duty as a good son until he was provoked to kill his father in the original plot. Oh, Achis had a bad father too, which he killed to stop its reign from their fallen banwa. Maki had a good father but died early from pangangayaw. And Tala, who had the same father as her, had a bad father too-- such an irony.
When they reached the banwa, the place was dead and silent, but in the original's memories, it was always alive and loud and colorful. Like an everyday fiesta.
"Cover yourself," Lapil whispered to her and covered her head with the blanket. He swiftly carried her to the balay of the Datu, entering on the secret door from the back.
As they had entered the house, Lapil put her down on the bear fur. She took off the blanket on her body and looked around. "Where is everyone?" She asked him.
"When I left, your Baba had told all of the uripons and hayohay to leave the balay."
"Oh, Baba is being dramatic, who does take care of him then?" She pressed her lips and stride to the hallway walking to a certain room in the house.
"Baba! Baba! I'm home!" She called out searching for his whereabouts. Lapil followed her from behind.
"Baba! Where are you?" Yanarym searches out his room and her room but has no trace of him. Later, Lapil and her heard loud footsteps, as they looked for who it was, they saw Datu Pita who ran frantically towards them.
As soon as she saw him, they locked eyes. Datu Pita's knees wobbled and he fell on the wooden floor creating a squeaky sound. "Y-yanar?" He was breathless and walked on his knees closer to her.
"Baba! What are you doing?! Why are you kneeling?! Lapil is watching you!" She exclaimed and tried to lift him off the ground. As she touched him he was so astonished that he started crying and hugged her tightly.
"My daughter! You are alive! Glory to Abba!" He yelled wailing. Yanarym was also surprised by this reaction, but she should expect this much, right?
After all, she came back to life from his perspective. She pats his back and tells him words of comfort. Just a few moments later he got sober and brought them to her room for her to rest. He was so agitated that he almost announced her arrival to the banwa but was halted by Yanarym.
"Baba, I'm hiding, you can't announce that I came back home."
"Hiding? What do you mean my daughter? Who are you hiding from?"
He was gratified seeing her, yet her troubled expression deterred the celebration he was planning to hold. How could he be happy if his daughter was going on through something he doesn't even know?
"Baba… someone is trying to kill me." Datu Pita silenced when he heard her reason. He had concluded this too but had lost his interest to fight for justice as she was already dead.
She came back to the banwa alive and well, this time, Datu Pita's resolve to protect his wife's daughter ignited.
"Then, what happened when you were gone?"
"I was hiding, someone took care of me and faked my death to make the culprits stop looking for me." She said,
"...why did you not tell me? Baba could help you Yanar."
"Baba you don't understand, the enemy is closer to you than you know."
"What do you mean?"
"It was Tala! She's conspiring to kill us all! She also killed Iloy! You didn't notice because she was too good. If I tried to come back home, before I could even talk to you, she might have killed me by then."
"..." Datu Pita was speechless when he heard his daughter's accusation.
"Tala couldn't do that, Yanar. She's not that strong."
"No, Baba! She's not weak, it was her!" He believes her but he couldn't process it. All this time, he thought his wife, Ara died of sickness but was killed by his daughter from another woman.
"I failed you, I failed Ara. I could not even protect you from that evil child." Datu Pita mourns again. Yanarym embraced her father and looked at Lapil who was there the whole time.
"Datu, I know you miss Bai Yanar, but she hasn't eaten anything fulfilling yet." Lapil intercepted as he was not used to seeing the drama.
"Right, are you hungry? What do you want to eat?" Datu Pita exclaimed.