TOO CUTE TO HANDLE

The sound of a horn from outside her house made Weeby, who was putting on her shoes, immediately rush to speed up her movements. Without looking out, it seemed like Weeby knew who was coming. It was definitely Marcell, her boyfriend. Last night, the two of them were on the phone until midnight, discussing everything and laughing at silly things, until finally Marcell asked if Weeby was willing to go together tomorrow morning or not. 

And of course Weeby wanted to, she didn't refuse it. Weeby immediately agreed without thinking, and this was the end, Weeby then stood up from her seat. With a wide smile, Weeby first met her father, who was on the back porch. 

As Andika was reading the newspaper while enjoying coffee and eating fried bananas, Weeby smiled slightly before she interrupted her father. 

"Dad." 

Weeby's voice made Andika, who was focused on reading, suddenly raise his head. The man looked at Weeby, his gaze fixed on the face of his daughter, whom he loved very much. 

Andika's smile brightened, "Weeby? Why?" 

"I want to say goodbye to go to school first," Weeby said while getting closer to her father. 

"Oh yeah, be careful on the road, okay?" Andika gave his daughter his hand to kiss. 

"Weeby is leaving now, yeah? I'm waiting for a friend up front," said the girl with flowing hair, pointing ahead. 

Andika's face turned confused, and with a furrowed brow, the middle-aged man looked at Weeby before finally asking, "You're not bringing your own motorcycle?" 

"Not today, no problem, right?" 

"Yeah, no problem, it's up to you. The important thing is to remember dad's advice, stay careful on the road and don't speed, okay?" 

Weeby's smile was beautifully painted on her face. "Ready!" Weeby excitedly gave her thumbs up, then she laughed softly, until finally Weeby waved and left her father's presence. 

Weeby went straight out of the house after grabbing her helmet, and as she expected, it was Marcell who was outside. Weeby smiled when her gaze met the boy's eyes. Marcell waved at her, while Weeby quickly brought himself closer. 

Why did Weeby only realize now that Marcell's face was so handsome? She swore, and she honestly wasn't lying. No wonder so many people at school admired and liked that boy. Marcell was really loved by many girls.

Weeby didn't know whether she should be happy about it or not. Weeby knew that Marcell was popular because of his face. In fact, Weeby never thought that she would date that boy. 

Now that Weeby thought about it, this was very strange. She remembered that she and Marcell often fought and fussed over things in class. But now, they were falling in love and dating. Damn, this was so unexpected. 

"You feel like my personal driver, Cell," Weeby said with a chuckle when she was near the boy. Weeby then put on her helmet. 

"Especially for you, I'm willing to do it, it's free anyway, you don't have to pay anything. What's not good enough for me?" Marcell raised his eyebrows, while Weeby shrugged his shoulders. 

Marcell patted the empty back seat of his motorcycle and said, "Sit here quickly, it's getting a bit late. If you don't want to be late, you have to hurry." 

"Yes-yeah, I'll ride it now, but you don't have to speed on the bike, okay? I don't want to fall and kiss the asphalt on my face." 

"Do you doubt me? I'm an expert on motorcycles, I'm the king of the streets," Marcell said as he patted his left breast. Weeby pouted for a moment, before finally climbing onto Marcell's motorcycle.

After sitting comfortably, Weeby immediately said while touching Marcell's shoulder. "I'm ready, let's go now." 

"Okay, will you hold on to me? You can also hug me if you want." 

"No!" 

"Don't forget, you're already my boyfriend, so there's no need to be shy. If you want to hug me as much as you want, it's okay, I'll let you!" said Marcell. 

Weeby rolled her eyes and said, "Yes, I also didn't forget that we're already dating, but being told to hug you? Sorry, not yet. I'm sorry." 

Marcell's sardonic smile formed, "Pretend you don't want to anymore, just say you're proud. Yesterday you were happy when we kissed." 

A tinge of red quickly crept up on Weeby's pair of cheeks. "Ha! How can I be proud of you?"

Then, without a signal, Marcell immediately started his motorcycle, Weeby was shocked and reflexively hugged Marcell's waist. Marcell's smile just appeared, and while Weeby bulged her eyes, the girl was shocked by Marcell's behavior. 

"You want me to kill? That's right, I almost fell!" Weeby immediately filed a protest, which Marcell only considered a breeze. Marcell let out a long chuckle. 

"I told you that you have to hug me, so if you want to fall, go ahead, I'm going fast." 

Weeby rounded her eyes wide. "Marcell, you're not kidding! I don't like it, if you're really speeding, get ready. You'll be—" 

Before Weeby could finish her sentence, Marcell had already accelerated his motorcycle, Weeby squealed in shock, especially when Marcell wasn't kidding. That boy was really speeding! 

Weeby immediately shouted loudly. Remind Weeby to kick Marcell's crotch when he gets to school later. That boy was halal to be executed. During the trip, Weeby's heart almost dropped to her stomach. Marcell didn't give Weeby any mercy, that boy had guts as big as his own sin. 

Even though Weeby had screamed and cursed at that boy, it still didn't work and ended up in vain, Marcell was speeding up, overtaking other vehicles. At this point, Weeby had given up, for fear of falling, she was forced to hug Marcell from behind. Marcell, along the way, was just grinning incomprehensibly. 

And in the end, in a short time, they had arrived at the school, Weeby fainted, and the girl got off Marcell's motorcycle staggeringly. Her guts, which had been on the verge of rupture, were now safe, and Weeby tried to calm down for a moment and control herself. The girl took a deep breath before finally removing her helmet. 

Marcell himself had been laughing all along, enjoying himself. Marcell got off his motorcycle after removing his helmet. He stood facing Weeby. 

"Are you really looking to die?!" Weeby's anger gushed out, her head felt hot this time. She stared at Marcell's face with her eagle-eyed gaze. 

Instead of being scared by Weeby's expression, Marcell smiled. "But we survived, right?" 

"You're so brainless, what happened earlier? I swear, I want to smash your head into the wall right now, you bastard!" 

Marcell received a deadly blow from Weeby, with Weeby brutally doing so repeatedly. Marcell tried to dodge, even though he failed as well. 

Weeby closed her eyes, trying to catch her breath. She knew that now she had to calm down. 

"If you go home like this again, don't expect you to talk to me again!" Weeby glared while pointing at Marcell's face. 

Marcell smiled and nodded indifferently. 

Weeby was annoyed because Marcell didn't seem to take her words seriously. Marcell thought she was messing around or something! How annoying. 

"I'm serious, why are you smiling like that?!" scolded Weeby while glaring. 

Marcell nodded steadily after that, realizing that Weeby's anger had really exploded this morning.

"Are you listening to me?" 

"Yes, yes, I did, and I apologize." 

"Good. Just watch out if you repeat it again. This time I apologize to you, if something like this happens again, get ready to get you beaten!" threatened Weeby, before she finally stepped away from Marcell, leaving him in the parking lot.