Different One
Eps. 30 Teacher Rodrigo Gonzales

Jorell hush. He was confused how to call the man by the name of father or other names?

She already knew that the man was not her real father even though she did not know who her real father was.

“No. I was just training with Xavier,” Jorell said.

Darcy then turned to look at Xavier who was standing next to Jorell. Seems Jorell's friend was not hurt or bruised in the slightest.

“You want to lie to me again?! If it's true that you two are training, Xavier should be as battered as you are.”

Darcy's pair of eyeballs appear fully rounded knowing he's being lied to. Even now his hands were floating in the air.

“Om Darcy, actually we are not training. But Jorell was fighting a street begal who was picking up my wallet,” Xavier said quickly.

Making a huge hand that was about to land on Jorell's cheek restrained in the air after hearing it. Even he turned around and left right then and there.

“Thank you. Thanks to you, I didn't get a slap this time,” Jorell said commenting on the smile between her pain.

He then went into the house and closed the door.

“Jorell, your face why?” ask Betsy close, inside the house.

Jorell was silent, looking at his mother. He was looking for the right reason for his mother not to be angry with him.

Xavier was lying earlier so why didn't I continue?

Jorell recalled that in the lie of his friend earlier, besides if he said something different to his mother, then he would be caught lying.

“So there's a rogue who pickpocketed Xavier, Mom. I only helped to take his wallet.”

“How many people beat you up?”

According to Betsy, when viewed from bruises on the face of Jorell and several other body parts, thugs who beat Jorell more than one person.

Is my bruise that bad? like more than one guy hit me? Guru Anuwat Suksom is indeed extraordinary if so.

“This ... there are five people, Bu.” Forced, Jorell made up the story. The more relativists he mentions beating himself, the more it will make the lie feel real.

“Other times be careful not to fight them thugs if you can't. Lucky you're just battered like this.”

Jorell just nodded. By saying again, it might increase the length of the list of lies.

“My Mom, let me take care of your swollen face.” Without asking for approval or waiting for an answer from Jorell, Betsy immediately pulled Jorell's hand, taking him into another room, while taking the equipment needed to care for Jorell.

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“How, what's today before school you want to see a capoeira teacher?” ask Xavier in class, the next day.

He saw Jorell's face still slightly swollen and bruised, better than yesterday after training with Guru Anuwat Suksom.

“Hey! Are you trying to help me or torture me?” jorell Protest. Already knew his condition was not allowed but his friend even offered to meet with the Capoeira teacher. Whereas before when his condition was fine, Xavier even by driving him to meet with the teachers.

“Kan impossible, on the first day you will directly practice? Shouldn't you meet first and talk to plan when the exercise should be done?”

Jorell looked at Xavier's pair of blue-eyed beads, to see whether the friend was honest and sincere or was there any intention to prank himself? Because Xavier really likes to be nosy with himself.

“Alright, I just agreed to meet with that capoeira teacher. Take me to see him after school,” breaks up Jorell in the end.

There is no harm in meeting the coach first. So he could tell what his teacher would be like later could also prepare himself for the next practice.

“Jorell! Xavier's! You two do about number two and three in front, rather than the two of you talking nonstop.” A classroom teacher reprimanded the two of them after watching from the front.

Jorell only commented on the faint smile of looking at his friend who was groaning.

“So it's easy, I'll help you do it if you want,” Jorell said after reading about what Xavier had to do.

“You two are still chatting. Fast forward and do the task I just gave you!” snapped Teacher in front of your class, the two students were playing tricks on him.

“B-good.”Xavier immediately came off the bench and advanced forward with Jorell.

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“Alright, now I will take you to meet teacher Rodrigo Gonzales,” Xavier said in class, tidying up the book at the end of today's study session.

“Ya.” Xavier punched Jorell in the shoulder. Actually he was upset with the answer from Jorell who was often very short like that.

Five minutes later they were completely out of the Florimont Institute. Xavier points out the direction towards the house where Master Rodrigo Gonzales is.

“Are you sure it's his house?” tabya Jorell hesitantly stopped in front of a house.

The house was tightly closed even more tightly than the house of Guru Anuwat Suksom. There are large chains also included on the fence.

“Yes, this is Teacher Rodrigo Gonzales' house. His house was always closed like this. But his students are a lot in there,” Xavier explained.

“What is true that you say?” Jorell is not sure. Because from the outside there was not even a sound at all the crowd that Xavier mentioned.

Xavier did not answer. He pulled the cuckoo that was near the fence. Although Master Rodrigo is a native Brazilian, he lives by adjusting his customs around.

Long time, there were about five minutes later the door of the house painted yellow lighted open.

“Xavier? What's up here? Do you want to practice?” ask a man who then opened the chain of fences, until the fence of the house was open, after hearing kokokan cuckoo.

The man with his hair in his upper pigtail turned to look at Jorell, because Xavier did not respond to his words.

“Dia ... ” Teacher Rodrigo Gonzales gazes at the foreign boy he just saw this first time.

“Teacher, he's my friend. You could say he was my closest friend. I'm here to drop him off because Jorell wants to be your student.” Xavier explained.

“Murids? Not you?”

Prior to this, Rodrigo asked Xavier to be his student. But it seems like the boy has not been interested, I don't know why and now even come here to bring a friend.

“You want to be my student?” asked the man in his early 30s, and looked back at Jorell.

“Yes, Master Rodrigo. I want to be your student,” reply Jorell.

He greeted her by bowing his body.

“I can't decide that now, but go in first.” Teacher Rodrigo opened the wide gate for the two of them to enter immediately.

After the two of them entered then he re-locked the fence plus put the chain back on.

“I want to know what purpose you want to be my student, Jorell? Tell me what is the reason I should accept you as my disciple? You can see for yourself, my students back there are many, why should I add more students?” the Lissy Master Rodrigo.

From the inside now seen and heard clearly the voice of the students who were training.

“It because ..” Jorell thought, what answer should he give after staring at Master Rodrigo's serious and cold face.

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Dear kk all, sorry new update. Just got nulis. Sy also wants to know if this one reads a lot like a super detective story.