Chapter 4 Father's Anger

Weeby spontaneously turned on her cell phone to see what time it was. Exhaling slowly, she threw her phone back and focused on the road.

It was already eight o'clock at night. She didn't know how many hours she had spent after school with Kenya and Netta.

Cutting through the crowded streets of the capital city, overtaking every other vehicle now Weeby did. Her mind was in turmoil for the current situation.

How could it not be calm when the day turned into night. Weeby was very scared. No, she wasn't afraid of the dark. She was also not afraid of robbers or pickpockets. However, what she was afraid of was her father.

With her breath catching, Weeby pressed the gas of her motorcycle even harder. She really hoped that her father would work overtime and that Weeby wouldn't get angry or reprimanded.

Is it okay for someone like Weeby to hope?

Arriving home, Weeby immediately parked her car in the garage. However, as she was nervous to death, she twisted her thin lips. The hope of not being subjected to her father's emotional outburst was instantly dashed and melted away somewhere.

Weeby had already seen her father's silver car parked in such a way inside the garage. There was no denying it, Weeby was feeling very uneasy right now.

After a few seconds of thinking about it, Weeby finally decided to get out of the car and started walking her long legs towards the front door of the house. Weeby again gathered the remnants of her life that began to spread, and with a round of determination that she now kept, Weeby must dare to face her father.

After all, this was a deed done by her, and Weeby also had to dare to take the risk afterwards.

The hope that her father would work overtime was instantly swallowed up by the earth. Weeby had no more hope because her eyeballs caught a middle-aged man, whose age had already reached the head of four, her father was already standing in the doorway while folding his hands.

His face already looked fierce, and his thick mustache made his expression very frightening. Weeby swallowed her saliva very roughly, and her footsteps slowed down even more.

Weeby couldn't describe the atmosphere that was now in her heart. She was at a loss to describe it. As soon as her eye contact had been established with her father, Weeby hurriedly turned it in another direction.

"Well, someone broke the rules, good!" said Andika with a frivolous smile printed on his lips. His hands were now clapping.

"Sorry, Dad. Weeby was accompanying a friend first, so Weeby came home late," Weeby explained in a hoarse voice. Her whole body was already shaking in such a way, there was no denying it, it was always like that. Weeby would be very afraid if she had to deal with Andika, her father.

"Rules are rules, you want to be a child who disobeys parents, huh?!" Andika approached, and his burly hand gripped Weeby's chin very hard. Then he lifted Weeby's head so that her face was looking up at him.

With difficulty, Weeby whimpered in pain, her eyes then met Andika's glaring eyes.

"You're late once again, don't dream of coming back to this house again!" Andika suddenly threw Weeby's face away with a lightning movement, and of course Weeby staggered to the side.

Her feelings had not been conducive since before, and Andika's anger made her slump like this. Weeby did not dare to argue, she also knew that this was purely her fault.

"I'm sorry, Dad," Weeby muttered in a low voice. Her eyes gazed downward intently.

Andika's breathing was irregular, he was furious with his daughter for disobeying his orders.

"Come in!" said the middle-aged man firmly. Without waiting any longer, Weeby immediately stepped into the house. She quickly wanted to avoid her father's tantrum again.

"Hey, wait!"

Weeby reflexively turned around, facing her father again. "What's wrong, dad?"

"Did you take the medicine yet?"

Letting out her breath again, Weeby gave a small nod. The look of sadness in her eyes was already on her face.

"Good, don't forget to drink more tonight. If you don't drink, get ready to get punished by Daddy!" Andika roared sternly.

Never mind, Weeby had to accept this harsh reality. No matter how many times she looked for a loophole so that her father would not tell her to take medicine again. But in fact, it was not as easy as turning a palm.

Weeby was sometimes frustrated, what was Andika's motive for telling her to do that? Isn't that like killing Weeby slowly?

Weeby herself sometimes thought that she was not Andika's biological daughter, seeing the man who was always angry with her often made Weeby think like that.

With a heavy heart, Weeby tried to do this. Yes, this was all arbitrary to make her father happy.

The next day at school, it was like walking on a red carpet, and after just one step out of the car, all the students had moved to the side, making way for Resti.

They were desperately trying to avoid her because of the power she had and the grumpy look on her face.

Moreover, THE ROSE's jean jacket made Resti look like a bad student who should be shunned. However, there was no avoiding it, Resti's aura of beauty was just too much. All the students wondered what the secret behind her beauty was.

Resti spontaneously rolled her eyes lazily when she saw the stairs in front of her. Since her class was on the third floor, Resti had to climb the stairs twice.

Resti was really annoyed by the location of her class, which was always the case. Every time she climbed the stairs, Resti would grumble to herself. She didn't want to get tired or sweaty. Especially with her weak physique. Not only that, she had also experienced bad luck. How could she not? Resti once slipped down the stairs, and her white uniform was full of dust, after which she was also laughed at loudly by the students. Remembering it all made Resti even more upset.

"Because of you, I used to be laughed at by everyone," Resti grumbled as she pointed to the floor. She repeatedly stomped her foot on it. She intended for the floor to be in pain.

As soon as she reached the doorway of her classroom, many looked at her with wide eyes.

"Raise the skirt again, Res."

"Put some more lipstick on, Res."

"Here, let me kiss you, Res?"

Indeed, her classmates were always teasing Resti. It is important to remember, or underline, that only her classmates are always nosy like that. When she was outside, Resti was feared by everyone.

Ignoring the odd remarks from none other than the mouths of her male friends, Resti waltzed to her seat with long strides.

For a moment, Resti and Lina's eyes met. They then smiled at each other.

In another class, Weeby who was sitting comfortably while reading a book, was surprised by the voice of his classmate.

"Hey By, Marcell said he wanted to kiss you," Erza shouted while chuckling.

Marcell, who didn't know anything, immediately glared angrily at Erza, how dare his friend talk like that. Bummer that guy.

"What the hell are you?!" Marcell was annoyed, his hand stretched out and pinned Erza's head as hard as possible.

"It hurts men; if my head is made of stone, you can do that as much as you want," replied Erza, and he got a response from Marcell with a small snort.

Hearing Erza's words made Weeby's ears itch. She looked at her friend with a cynical look in her eyes.

"I think you're the one who wants Za!" replied Weeby spontaneously, and she looked at Erza with razor-sharp eyes. Then, she let out a long breath.

"Do you want to be with me? Let's go to the toilet right now," grinned Erza enthusiastically.

Snorting, Weeby immediately folded her hands in front of her chest, "Eighty million how?" challenged Weeby probingly, and she squinted one eyebrow while smiling frivolously.

"Do you dare, Za, eighty million, it's enough to buy a truckload of Ms. Endah's fried food," Novan whispered with a confident grin.

Marcell once again just chuckled while covering his ears tightly. In his opinion, the conversation he heard was completely useless.

"That's still the remaining money, and Mr. Imam's iced tea can be. My stomach is guaranteed to explode." Erza rubbed his stomach, then a few seconds later he turned his head, facing Weeby again.

"Weeby, I'm not going to do it, I want to use the money to buy food, I'll buy it for you later," Erza said again.

Rolling her eyeballs, Weeby replied to Erza's words again lazily, "Who else wants it, I'm disgusted with you!" scolded Weeby while showing an amused expression. "Let's go, there are a lot of weird humans here!" Weeby turned to look at Kenya and Netta.

"You're the weird one By, what are those lips on the building? Use all that paint again." Marcell, who had just been silent, lazy to respond to the conversation, immediately surprised Weeby with the sadistic words he said.

Weeby immediately pursed her lips, always Marcell's words always managed to offend Weeby. And now she knew, that she lost badly to Marcell, just one word of his was like rat poison that killed his opponent. Absolutely lethal!

"Are you a girl or a guy? You have a big mouth!" Weeby replied sarcastically, she didn't want to be outdone either. She gave Marcell an unfriendly look.

"Well, you're already myopic, I think By, hurry up and get your eyes checked, how will you not be able to see my handsomeness?" Marcell laughed as he finished speaking, the wrinkles around his eyes already coming out. Until, finally, Erza and Novan also added to the chaos. They also chuckled.

Weeby stomped her feet in annoyance, looking at the three boys sarcastically. She was really annoyed to death by Marcell. The most annoying guy on earth deserves to be annihilated.

If only Netta and Kenya hadn't rushed to push Weeby out, Weeby might have retaliated again to Marcell's words, if possible, she would also scratch his face, which he said was handsome. Ha, handsome from Hong Kong? His face is so mediocre too. It's his mouth that deserves surgery to make it disappear.