Different One
Eps. 29 The Belur

At home, Jorell crosses paths with Darcy.

“Jorell, what did a repirter say on the news really mention your name?” ask Darcy.

He stopped Jorell's steps and made the boy stare at his pair of eyeballs.

Jorell just nodded without speaking. Even he only briefly stared at Darcy's pair of beads and then passed away leaving her. Really, he didn't want to make contact with the man at the moment. Either lazy or fed up.

“What's with him? I feel she's a little weird.” Darcy turned around and looked at Jorell's back which had now passed away.

According to him, Jorell's eyes changed slightly from usual. Usually the highlight of the child's eyes is the look of the frightened eyes but this time it turns into a look of careless eyes also calm.

***

Two hours later, a cuckoo crowed in front of Jorell's house.

Clack! There was a sound of the door opening after a minute.

“Om Darcy ..” It turned out that it wasn't Jorell who was poking out from behind the door but his father.

“Jorell no, Om?”

“In his room. Just log in.”

Darcy opens the door wide, letting Xavier in.

Xavier went straight into Jorell's room by pushing the closed door open. He's used to going in and out of Jorell's house like that. To him Jorell's house was like a second home to him.

“You Xavier, apparently.”Jorell stared at the open door.

Xavier just showed me a row of white teeth and then closed the door.

“What's up?” jorell asked tidying up the stack of books on the table.

“You didn't train with Teacher Anuwat Suksom?”

“Gosh! I forgot,” squealed Jorell.

Jorell immediately got up from his seat.After seeing all his tables neat he changed clothes he immediately went out of the room.

“We're leaving now,” invite Jorell to close back the door of anyone at home who knows he's out.

***

They both arrived at a house with shades of green paint.

Jorell pressed near the door. Make the smart camera in the house turn on instantly.

“You're Jorell and Xavier?” said Guru Anuwat Suksom, from a smart camera.

“True, Guru.” Although he did not meet in person, Jorell saluted by bowing his body.

“Come in both of you.”

The door opens after the smart camera is down. Teacher Anuwat Suksom appeared from behind the door.

Xavier, who was already familiar with the man, led the way and entered first. He himself accidentally knew the figure of Muay Thay teacher when he had difficulty being scuttered by some robbers. Luckily, he was saved by her. From then on their relationship became as close as it is today.

“Follow me,” Teacher Anuwat Suksom's word lead the way.

The man continued to walk to the back of the house and stopped at another building, an open area with many samsaks hanging on one side.

“We'll start training now. Are you ready, Jorell?” ask Teacher Anuwat Suksom.

“Ready, Teacher!”

Jorell then followed where Guru Anuwat Suksom had gone. He was later in front of two large black samsaks.

“Do not strain, Jorell.” It wasn't Master Muay Thay speaking at the moment but Xavier.

Although he did not participate in training, but he accompanied and saw not far from Jorell was.

“Focus, Jorell.” Teacher Anuwat Suksom reminded.

Actually it was a reprimand, because Jorell turned his eyes on Xavier.

Jorell then immediately re-settled his martial master. They started training right then and there.

“Hit this samsak for fifteen minutes non-stop. I want to know how many blows you made,” ceplos Guru Anuwat Suksom.

Without answering and only nodding in response, Jorell then clenched his hands tightly together. He quickly hit the samsak in front of him with alternating left and right hands.

“Continue, don't stop.” Teacher Anuwat Suksom gave his spirit when his students began to sweat also stopped to take a deep breath.

Even the man was also grasping the counting device in his hand. He kept counting how many hits Jorell had.

“Stop!” guru Anuwat Suksom's.

Time is right to walk for fifteen minutes. Seemed Jorell sighed shortly quickly while wiping his sweat that continued to melt with a dry towel.

He brought a towel from home to prepare if he would sweat a lot while training.

“Jorell, within fifteen minutes you made a hundred blows. That's not bad, for a beginner like yourself. The standard is in fifteen minutes you have to reach the amount of two hundred blows,” explained Guru Anuwat Suksom.

"Good, Teacher. I'll try again.”

“In addition to your punch count is less, your punch it contains no at all.”

Though the rope samsak in front of Jorell, almost broken. But Master said it was less.

“Begini how to hit the correct.”

Teacher Anuwat Suksom then held Jorell's hand. He clenched Jorell's hand then pulled it hard.

Hiss! Jorell to hiss because he felt like his hand bones would be broken just when the teacher pulled his hand to let out a rustling sound.

“Good, now look at me.”

Teacher Anuwat Suksom clenched his hands tightly. He then Swung his hand quickly hit another dark red samsak, until the rope broke and made the samsat fall to the floor.

Teacher Anuwat is great. In just one hit, the samsak slipped out of place.

“Now I've just taught you a move.”

“Good, Master.”

Jorell followed the movements taught by his teacher and Swung his hand quickly to hit the samsak. But the samsak even upside down hit him until he fell.

“Wake up, Jorell. your punch is wrong until it turns to you alone.”

“Good, Master.” Although his back felt heavy after being hit by the samsak, Jorell got up.

“Try now hold my punch.”

Teacher Anuwat Suksom then forgot his two hands tightly and swung swiftly towards Jorell.

With a high level of concentration, Jorell held back some of Master Anuwat's punches, but still his small body was unable to withstand that much blow until he was immediately bounced after being hit by a blow to the chest.

Hiss! Jorell got back up by holding his chest feeling a great throbbing pain.

“It's still early, Jorell. New beginning. You have to get up and be able to give me a backlash,” said Guru Anuwat Suksom.

Jorell complies with his teacher's request. With all his might he tried to resist and attack his teacher. But unfortunately, Teacher Anuwat Suksom was like he could read his movements. Almost Jorell can't touch it.

***

“Do you still want to transfer to Capoeira teacher after this?” xavier asked after leaving Guru Anuwat Suksom's house.

“You don't see what my condition is now?”

Jorell looks battered. Even his cheeks did not escape from the reddish purple space, besides that number was also on the chest as well as the back and other body parts.

“What if the day after?”

“You were the one who insisted before and now happened to cancel it too,” kekeh Xavier until they arrived at Jorell's house.

“Jorell, why else would your face be so ruined? Are you fighting again?” Darcy greeted Jorell with a furious tone.