Way Back To You
Restoring Trust is Hard

"Psychology says: no matter how angry you get, you always end up giving the people you love."

Hanna tiptoed slowly towards the door of the room and then pressed her earlobes. He could not hear anything as if in the room there was no one. Last night Hanna asked Liam to go back to his house but he couldn't leave because his car was apparently taken by Bobby out of nowhere. Hanna's only option is to allow Liam to use his couch to sleep.

Hanna doesn't want to seem easy to forgive Liam so easily and promises to teach Liam a lesson that he won't be able to forget. As Hanna opened the door slowly, then popped her head slightly –watching, the room was empty with no one. Hanna opened her bedroom door wide. Right enough. Liam wasn't there. Did the man leave her alone after last night begging to continue to believe her? You son of a bitch, grumbled Hanna. He held his stomach after that out of hunger. “I thought when I woke up food was available.”

Liam did not expect that the distance of Hanna's house to the nearest market was quite far. He had left on foot with the intention of shopping while exercising, especially because Bobby took his car away. Liam's groceries are not too much, but carrying a bag of groceries for four kilometers was more tiring than Liam thought.

With a slight sigh, Liam opened the door, finding Hanna in the kitchen. “What do you do?”

Hanna is surprised to find Liam back at her house. He observed the groceries Liam had placed on the table. He went shopping, not home. “You shopping?”

“True.” Liam nodded. “The contents of your refrigerator are time to be exchanged, the food ingredients inside are no longer fresh. I don't even know what to cook for you.”

Hanna chooses to sit at the dinner table, waiting for Liam to cook something to satisfy his hunger. He cupped his hands like a praying position and placed them under his cheeks, quietly observing Liam who appeared like a reliable chef.

“Hanna.”

“Mmm?”

“Have you decided to forgive me or not?”

“Entahlah.” Hanna straightened her body. “I'm not sure.”

Liam nodded his head, continuing to stir something inside the container. “What should I do so that you forgive me?”

“Let's just talk, your cooking can gosong.”

Hanna doesn't like being lied to. He had enough trouble regrowing confidence in himself and Liam made the situation worse. He does not want the relationship to pull and feel in the clouds. He doesn't want to be heartbroken anymore. Just that, that was all Liam had to do and that included the condition that Liam could be with him.

“We can already talk?”

Liam lifted the last empty plate from the table after the two had breakfast together. “I must know if I still have the right to be with you other than because of our baby.”

“What do you mean?” Hanna frowning.

“Hanna, you also know my feelings have been involved all along. I like you, I love you and it's not because of my responsibility to you and our baby. I love you because that's why you're a Hanna."

“You.” Loving me? Are you doing something? Is this acting or real?

“Hanna.”

“I'm not sure about this somewhat sudden expression of your feelings.” Hanna looked at Liam fixedly. “I mean.you might like me in personality. But if it's love, I'm not sure you really have it in your heart.”

“You don't trust Han?”

“If I said I didn't believe, would you be angry?”

Liam gulped his saliva in disappointment. He smiled bitterly, nodding his head in a sign he understood where Hanna was talking to. Simple, Hanna doesn't trust him anymore. Maybe he's sitting with her just because he's the baby's father in the womb. Damnit. This is the impact he has to accept.

“But what about all the things we've done so far?” Liam refused to give up. His voice rattled and his throat blocked holding back the tears that almost burst out. “We sleep together, we even do that once again.” Liam's voice restrained. He breathed deeply, resigned. “Good.. I appreciate your decision.”

Hanna had a chance to see Liam's teardrops before she flipped her body and busied herself in front of the sink. He heard Liam coughing and coughing several times as if to clear his throat, but Hanna knew he was doing it so that his tears would not fall. Did I hurt her too much? But not Hanna.. He shook his head. Liam has to be taught a lesson.

*

When Lona woke up, she was still rolling around in a thick blanket and she was inside a room that felt unfamiliar but also like she had seen before. Lona sat down, holding onto the head that felt heavy and aching. But he suddenly exclaimed to find his body not covered by a single thread. Lona pulled the blanket over her shoulder and nervously searched for clothes she could not find. Lona scratched her hair that stood like a lion's fur, a little confused as she could not remember what had happened.

Bobby's photo pigura located on the nightstand alerted Lona if she was in Bobby's room. Ah, it's worth it this room feels a little familiar to me. Lona gulped her saliva and cursed herself many times. Somehow he ended up at Bobby's house because last night he was...

Lona screamed, then suddenly she covered her own mouth. Jeez Lona, what are you doing with Bobby?

Memories of how Bobby kissed her as well as the sounds coming out of her mouth...

Lona wrapped her entire body in a blanket. Lona, stupid Lona, how can you do all this? From inside her blanket Lona could hear the sound of the door opening and the footprints getting closer towards her. Aish, why does Bobby have to go to the room?

“Lona, what are you doing?” Lona tries to hold the blanket wrapped around her as Bobby pulls her. “Why are you wrapping your body like an anteater?”

There was no point in him hiding there. Lona finally lowered the blanket down to her shoulder and looked at Bobby with a flushed face holding in shame. Bobby smiled, sat down next to him and brushed his messy hair.

“I'm preparing breakfast. If you want to take a shower, I put clean clothes in the bathroom. Toiletry you can take directly from inside the nightstand inside.”

Lona doesn't say it because she's still too shy to talk and Bobby realizes it. Gently Bobby stroked Lona's hair and the wild shadow of the night that the two of them passed through last night made her heart beat fast. “I'll be waiting for you in the dining room.” Bobby kissed Lona. He had to leave Lona before all his wild side got back up especially with Lona's position still using nothing.

There was a warm feeling flowing in Lona's body as Bobby kissed her forehead. She seemed very valuable to Bobby, not treated like a disposable woman. Lona banished her wild thoughts all the way and immediately cleaned herself in the bathroom.

Bobby's t-shirt is a bit of a nod to Lona's body. A little nervous and embarrassed Lona stepped towards the dining room and Bobby was already waiting for her there. Lona let her hair down just like that because it was still wet and also because she couldn't find a hair dryer inside Bobby's nightstand.

My God, it turns out that a face without makeup like this is even more charming, muttered Bobby while swallowing his saliva. Bobby serves breakfast in front of Lona while his eyes don't want to escape from Lona's face.

“Bobby..” Lona urgently ate her breakfast as she was even about to scoop it into her mouth. “I've thought everything through.”

“About what?” Bobby looks relaxed.

“What happened last night. That..just consider it just a fellow adult game.”

“What?” Bobby clucked in disbelief.

“I and you are adults, right? We can do it without feeling anything. So I hope you can forget about it and.”

“Forget it?”

Lona nodded, a little nervous. “We can still be friends after this but we have to forget what we did last night.”

Bobby shook his head, quite shocked by what Lona said. Didn't he say he liked it last night? It was so easy for him to just forget about it.

“If I refuse, will you mind?” said Bobby firmly and full of disappointment.

Lona shakes. “I don't have the right to set you up so I won't mind one bit.”

“Lona..” Bobby stand. He was frustrated, not believing that Lona would break the plan he had drawn up last night. When Lona sleeps in his arms, Bobby promises to start a new relationship from the beginning with her. But what did he say this early in the morning?

“I am an adult, but you should know not all adults like to play the way we did last night.” Bobby looked at Lona sharply.

“Indeed there are many out there who do such relationships without involving feelings, but that doesn't apply to me. You should know, when I want to fuck a woman, it means that my feelings have been involved very far. And you know where I'm going, don't you?”

Lona. When I took a shower, I thought about everything. It's impossible that Bobby likes him because he's so in love with Hanna. It wasn't once that he had witnessed Bobby crying, even getting drunk badly just because of Hanna. He doesn't want to be stuck in a relationship without feeling at all. He's not willing to be made Bobby's escape even though Hanna is his best friend.

“Bobby..”

“Can I confirm something to you?” sela Bobby fast.

“What is it?”

Bobby approached. Bobby's hands cupped Lona's cheeks and she kissed Lona intensely. At first Lona refuses, trying to remove Bobby's arm from her face but slowly his strength slows down until his hand drops onto Bobby's back.

Bobby kisses Lona deeper and deeper, putting warmth into her every kiss on Lona's lips. “You like me too, don't you?” whispered Bobby with both of their lips still touching.

Lona gulped her saliva, both of her hands still clutching Bobby's waist tightly. He looked at Bobby longing and without making him kiss Bobby of his own accord. “I'm just scared.” whispered Lona. “How about I was just your escape?”

“Who said?” Bobby was glad Lona's lips were still in touch with hers. “What if you are the woman waiting for me, the right woman for me? Aren't you the one who said that maybe my woman was waiting for me somewhere? What if it's you?”

Lona smiles a little, feeling happy Bobby still remembers everything he said. He closed his eyes again as Bobby kissed him deeply, as if he was claiming that what Lona was currently all of was his.

“Be mine.” Bobby stroked Lona's face with his thumbbook. Lona smiled again and nodded confidently. “I will.”