Different One
Eps. 11 Making Time Machine

Jorell arrives home. Upon arrival at home he immediately went into the room and locked it. He didn't want anyone to go into his room, be it his father or Aroon.

“I'm not Dad and Mom's son. Then whose son am I? Am I a pick-up boy? A pickle boy found on the side of the road?” Jorell sat back in the dark room.

His chest felt squeezed, the tightness filled with anger, hatred and disappointment. Angry that Darcy kept the secret tight. Hate to continue to get torture for no reason. Also disappointed to be raised by Darcy during this time who continues to get torment.

“If you may ask, I don't want you to take care of me. I don't want you to find and pick me up, dad, if only to make my life suffer, why not let me die as a baby.”

Jorell stared at a beam of bright spots in his room, reflections from the light outside. It was as if that point gave him a glimmer of hope. There was a lion coming into his room. The laron was on the floor, trapped and could go straight outside after finding that streak of dim light.

“Ya, right. I've got a little clue. I can dig up the clue. I have to keep moving forward.”

***

The next morning Jorell meets Darcy and Betsy as soon as he opens the door.

They're not my parents.

Jorell only looked down after staring at the two of them and tended to avoid their gazes. Without a word, he went to school, also without saying goodbye.

“What's with Jorell?” betsy asked, staring out at Jorell's back. “Did you scold her again or did you hit her, Darcy?” the accusation.

“I didn't do anything to him last night.”

“Then why?”

“Now, I don't know.” Darcy doesn't want to talk about it anymore, and just leaves Betsy.

***

“You don't seem passionate about life, Jorell?” xavier asked after Jorell sat on the chair.

“Yes, I want to leave home only after knowing I am not their child. But, I also don't know where to go?” Jorell Response.

Their conversation was then forced to stop after the teacher entered. During the lesson, Jorell's mind did not focus on the lesson, but focused on something else.

His mind was centered on the name Watson. Even now Jorell opened his laptop, not to read material from school, but he was looking for information about Watson.

I remember the man I met a while ago calling Carl Watson. The hospital also named Carl Watson and Scarlet Dorothy.

Jorell searched both names on his laptop. I hope he can find it.

“There is no name, the name is like erased from the list,” desau Jorell disappointed.

“What name do you mean?” Xavier said, in the midst of his concentration on the current lesson.

“Name of Mr. Carl Watson and his wife.”

“Maybe you can ask people later.” Xavier gave me advice.

***

Back at school, Jorell walked alone trying to ask the people around him.

“Excuse me, Sir. Do you know the name of a man, Mr Carl Watson and also his wife, Mrs Scarlet Dorothy?” Jorell asked a man he met 1 in the middle of the street, far from his place of school.

The man was silent, and even stared fixedly at the boy who asked him.

He looks like that guy, my God! It might just be a coincidence.

“Master, wait!” Jorell called, but the man would not answer his call and just passed by.

Not giving up, Jorell then walked back and asked everyone he met. Surprisingly they all seemed frightened before answering him and finally they said they did not know the name.

“Abiz once. Why doesn't everyone here know that? As if it were kept secret or covered up. But why?” Jorell doesn't understand that.

He had already painstakingly walked far enough and asked many people, but all his efforts were in vain.

“Then where else should I look? Why is it so hard to find them?”

With a careless and tired step, Jorell swung his steps towards the house.

***

“There must be a way to search and find that name.” Jorell thought hard at night in his room.

For him if he has focused on one thing and sought it, then with various efforts he must find what he is looking for, whatever is his effort. Although it may have to keep him from sleeping overnight, two nights, or every night.

Between his uneasiness and his deep curiosity suddenly his mind was enlightened.

“Why don't I just make a tool to find it? Yes, but what tools can I make to find them?”

Jorell closed his eyelids. From there he suddenly felt like he was getting a word in his mind. Time machine.

“Ya, time machine. Maybe it's impossible but why not, I'll try to make it.”

Jorell opened his eyelids again. He turned on the light in his room that he turned off. He sits down and opens his laptop and enters a long, long formula and is the combined formula of countless formulas.

Nah! Jorell stared back at the results of the formula he made after jerking his fingers on the keyboard firmly.

“Gosh!” Jorell couldn't believe what he saw. The combined formula, the results turned out to be quite surprising.

That formula he could practice, the formula he entered was correct.

“I'll try assembling it now.” At that moment Jorell took out all the materials he needed.

Jorell's room in an instant looked as messy as a broken ship. Stuff was scattered on the floor, also on the table, and on the bed.

Jorell was serious and focused on his project this time, the project of making a time machine. He reassembled his watch after going through four hours of time machine chip assembly that would be connected to his watch.

“I think I've managed to assemble it now.” Jorell reviewed the thin smile on the tip of his lips, seeing that his watch was now finished he assembled and combined it with his time machine chip.

“Do I better try it now, can it work or not?” Jorell was very enthusiastic.

He set the time on his watch. With the time machine chip, his watch now features a button bar that can advance and rewind time in the year he goes.

“Hopefully this tool works, I will try it now.” Jorell turned the clock on his watch. He typed the date five July 2032, a time two days ago. He then pressed the enter button.

In an instant his bedroom that was currently in a mess like a broken ship suddenly just cleared back. To make sure he opened the door.

“Kakak? Brother not ready yet? It's almost noon. Isn't today Big Brother time for sport?” aroon asked Jorell, who he thought had just woken up and had not done anything.

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