Chapter 7 Coercion

"You, come here now!"

Andika's voice instantly pierced Weeby's eardrums when she had just closed the front door. That call, Weeby already knew exactly which direction it would take her.

Never mind, it was basically her fault. Weeby had to be strong and ready to accept punishment if Andika wanted to. Weeby immediately stepped forward to approach her father, who was sitting on the living room sofa.

Weeby's eyes did not dare to look at the stern man at all, she just bowed her head deeply while controlling her heartbeat, which was still churning uncertainly.

"What's this?!" Andika slammed the small bottle of medicine onto the table. A loud voice had just been heard.

"I forgot to bring the medicine Dad, I was really in a hurry this morning," Weeby shrugged, trying to save herself from her father's gripping rage.

"You're just making excuses, if you knew something like that, why didn't you prepare it last night?! You're deliberately not taking this medicine, aren't you? Are you honest?" Andika's emotions overflowed, he got up from his seat, and his eyes continued to bore into Weeby relentlessly.

"No Dad, Weeby doesn't have any thoughts like that. I'm sorry, Dad?" Weeby begged, her voice trembling like someone who was cold.

"I'm going to teach you a lesson because you've disregarded my orders, if you just let it go, you'll get happier and do this again." Andika unilaterally decided to punish Weeby.

Unable to evade or argue, Weeby remained silent and put her ears wide open to hear Andika's next rant.

"Take this medicine five at a time, now!" Andika ordered firmly. Weeby was taken aback by this.

Weeby's eyes spontaneously widened, she didn't hear what her father just said wrong, right? Weeby almost couldn't believe it. Why did Andika always torture Weeby like this? Isn't taking too much medicine not good for the body? Was Weeby actually her father's biological daughter or not? And what was the purpose of Andika doing this cruel deed to Weeby? Really, Weeby didn't know anything.

Weeby's mouth was still gaping, eating the medicine all at once was not a good solution.

"But dad, I'm-"

Weeby's words had to stop because Andika immediately interrupted her with scathing words.

"There's no buts. Hurry up and drink!" he repeated. It seemed like Andika didn't want his words to be denied, the middle-aged man wanted to ask Weeby to immediately do his bidding.

How was this? Weeby didn't want her organs to erode every day just because she was taking drugs of unclear origin.

Andika's sharp eyes continued to pierce her relentlessly, and Weeby gave up. Letting out her breath slowly, she began to waltz towards the dispenser, not far from where her father stood.

After one glass of mineral water was in her hand, Weeby returned to her original place. Her gaze was turned towards Andika, trying to put on a pleading expression so that the cruel man would cancel his intention of telling Weeby to press five grains of medicine at once. However, there was no way that would happen, Weeby had no hope at all, once Andika spoke, the words that came out of his mouth were never playful.

This kind of fatal carelessness should always be avoided. Weeby closed her eyes briefly, then her hand moved and picked up a small bottle on the table.

With a bitter feeling, Weeby tried hard to swallow the medicine one by one into her mouth, she felt so sorry for herself. What if one day she got sick due to her frequent consumption of this drug, would Andika be willing to act and take responsibility?

Weeby still hasn't figured out her father's motive. What was certain was that this had happened a few months ago, right when Weeby was about to enter the eleventh grade of high school.

After swallowing the five medicines with difficulty, Weeby placed the empty bottle and glass on the table, the tail of her eyes returning to her father, who was still staring at her with a flash of anger.

"But I don't have to take this medicine tomorrow, right, Dad?" Weeby asked carefully. She had to defend herself somehow.

Andika shook his head firmly and said, "No, you have to take it again tonight!"

As soon as the words came out, Weeby's heart sank. Again? Ah, Weeby was already annoyed with all of this.

"We have already taken five at once, Weeby will get sick if she keeps taking this medicine," Weeby said softly. She had a sad look in her eyes.

Having no heart at all, Andika said, "There's no reason, hurry up and go to your room. If you don't drink tonight, get ready to get punished by dad again."

Sluggishly, Weeby staggered to her room. Weeby really hated the current situation, hated her bad luck, hated herself, and most unforgettable, Weeby really hated Andika, her biological father, who didn't have a shred of conscience.

the next morning.

With a quick movement, Weeby picked up her cell phone, which was on the nightstand, it had been singing loudly, trying to persuade Weeby to wake up from her sleep.

After her hand had found the sophisticated object, Weeby immediately pressed the button, and instantly her cell phone alarm was silenced.

Weeby squirmed, gathering the remnants of her life back. Half-awake, Weeby sat on the edge of the bed, her vision immediately blurring. Okay, this was just waking up, and Weeby often felt dizzy when she woke up from her subconscious.

With a limp, Weeby headed to the bathroom and quickly took a shower. Ten minutes were enough for Weeby to soak herself with a warm stream of water, rushing out of her room after already wearing her school uniform.

Unusually, Weeby immediately felt dizzy. She thought, this was just the usual dizziness that she got every day after waking up. However, this time was completely different, and Weeby couldn't help it. The dizziness in her head was increasing.

With great difficulty, she got out of the house. Weeby didn't want to be late for school. Weeby also didn't care if her stomach was still unfilled.

Not long after, Weeby was already riding her motorcycle through the streets of the capital city, which were still quite quiet.

Weeby's vision was still blurry, she repeatedly blinked her eyes, but the dizziness in her head was still haunting.

After arriving at school and parking her motorcycle in the parking lot as usual, Weeby did not immediately get off the vehicle, she closed her eyes for a moment, and her head was now even more dizzy.

Weeby was really dizzy to death, her vision was still blurry. This all happened, of course, because Weeby had taken too much medicine last night. Weeby simply didn't know the effect would be this big.

With all her defenses still attached to her body, Weeby got off the vehicle and started walking towards her class. Her little legs felt very heavy as she climbed the stairs.

Weeby's defenses would have almost faltered if she hadn't immediately grabbed hold of the ladder support. Cold sweat poured out of her neck and temples, even though it was still early in the morning.

The girl's appearance was also not as usual, being completely different from Weeby before. Her hair was a little messy, and her lips also looked pale at the moment.

"Weeby, are you sick? How come you're so pale?" Netta immediately rushed at Weeby after Weeby had sat on her stool.

Wanting to answer that question, Weeby's mouth felt stiff, and she couldn't help but lay her head on the table.

Feeling Weeby's behavior was very strange, Netta immediately turned her face to the side, looking at Kenya, who was still looking at Weeby nervously. "Weeby seems like she can't be bothered anymore, let's just go, Net," Kenya commented, and without any resistance, Netta nodded her chin and chose to stay away from Weeby.

Still in the same state, Weeby was physically very weak this morning. Her other classmates also looked at her with looks of astonishment. There was no Weeby, as usual. That girl had just closed her eyes tightly.

"Keep sleeping!" Suddenly Marcell arrived, his loud voice completely ignored by Weeby.

Marcell placed his bag on the table, then turned his face to the side. Finding Weeby, who did not move at all, made Marcell frown. Weeby didn't usually stay still like that after Marcell pestered her.

"Wake up hey, it's still early!" Marcell shook Weeby's shoulders with a quick movement.

There was no reply, Marcell rolled his eyes and said, "What the hell By, I don't care about you anymore. If there was a teacher, I wouldn't wake you up. Just take responsibility for your own fate," Marcell said passionately.

Marcell tried not to care anymore, he was now focused on his cell phone. However, he was annoyed to see Weeby, who was still sleeping next to him, it kept taking his attention.

"I'll tickle you first to wake you up!" Marcell said indifferently.

"By, are you cranky with me or are you really sleeping?" Marcell again shook Weeby's bagel even harder.

"Are you dead or just sleeping? What the hell. When I call you, you don't say a word, my lips will pout, By," Marcel said, annoyed.

Marcell was almost angered by Weeby, who did not move at all. Marcell felt there was something wrong, he shook Weeby's body once again, and now Weeby's face could be seen by him.

Instantly Marcell's eyes bulged, a frown etched on his forehead. Weeby fainted? Marcell almost didn't believe it, but seeing Weeby drooping just like that made Marcell check Weeby's body temperature.

Weeby's forehead felt very warm, so with all his heart he tried once again to wake Weeby up, but it was still the same. Weeby stayed still, not replying to Marcell's words. The girl did not move.

"Hey guys, Weeby fainted," Marcell shouted from his seat. Of course, his loud voice drew the attention of all the students in the class.

After just a few seconds, everyone had gathered around Marcell's bench, they were all doing the same, trying to wake Weeby up, but to no avail. There, Netta and Kenya were the most panicked.

"Cell, you hurry up and take Weeby to the infirmary," Netta ordered, after checking Weeby's body temperature. It was now very hot.

"Me?" Marcell was surprised, he pointed at himself with his finger.

"Yes, hurry up, let Weeby rest there." Kenya replied.

"No way, it's hard to carry, and it's not my fault that he fainted." Marcell was indifferent, then rolled his eyes, and continued by folding his hands in front of his chest.

"Don't be like that Cell, Weeeby fainted, hurry up before it's lifeless," commented Erza, who was standing right next to Marcell.

"Then you just go there, why tell me everything?" Marcell still held on to his stance, not wanting to take Weeeby to the school health room.

Not only that, Marcell then received a thousand insults and curses from other students. Letting out a long sigh, Marcell finally agreed. There was no reason for him to do that, it was simply because he didn't want to bother listening to his classmates' noisy chatter that pierced his eardrums.

"Yes-yeah, I'm awake," scolded Marcell insincerely, with a heavy heart, he looked at Weeby, and soon Weeby was in his arms. Marcell carried her bridal style.

"Don't let Weeby fall or you take the opportunity, because Weeby is beautiful and still unconscious, you will lose your lips again." Novan patted Marcell's shoulder, while Marcell immediately bulged his eyes wide.

"You freak, Weeeby doesn't attract me at all," Marcell cursed, he kicked his leg until it hit Novan's leg, and immediately Novan moaned in pain. That made Marcell smile sarcastically.

"Bummer about this girl, she's heavy too." Marcell fixed Weeby's position so that she was comfortable in his arms.

After that, Marcell hurriedly waltzed out of the classroom.

"Why did you faint anyway, so boring me in class By," swore Marcell annoyed, glancing at Weeby's beautiful face, who was still closing her eyes.

The corners of Marcell's lips immediately printed, and he smiled a little. "By, why do you smell so medicinal," Marcell said again, and of course Weeby did not respond to his words. Weeby was still unconscious.