When Huu came to her seat everyone was looking at her with a dumbfounded expression.
Then all the students looked at their teacher who was sitting on his chair with a proud expression. Like he was asking for some praise.
At this time someone among the students started to applaud.
Following him or her, all the other students also started to applaud.
The whole classroom was filled with the sound of applause.
Terota started felt proud of himself. He thought to himself. Started to laugh in his heart." My first act was a complete success, now it would be hard for them to get suspicious of me. I will just act like this. haha ha. Whatever I need to calm them down and show "
" Everyone calm down "
" Clap clap calp "
With Terota's voice, everyone stopped clapping. Except for one person who was still clapping.
At the back on the right corner, there were two students were sitting in the same row in front of the student name Azzat there was a student who was still clapping. He had a foolish look on his face. From his side, Chabra signaled him to stop clapping with his hand under his desk and his face looking in front full of smiles.
Hearing someone still clapping for him. terota felt more confident. But soon he understood that that was not the actual case. He looked at his phone checking for the roll numbers he soon started the roll call.
" Tar... Tarkata Mal "
" Present Sir "
A loud voice came from the same direction he heard the clap from.
From there a boy stood up from his seat he had a foolish look on his face as he announced his presence. Then he sat down quickly on his seat.
Terota felt weird at this name. In his native state, this word was used as an abusive word. It was meant to describe a person with mental instability and an eccentric personality. Simply to be told it meant " Screw loose person "
Terota started to doubt why was his name like that. His accent made him feel like he was a boy from Great Britain. His looks also proved that he was a boy from Great Britain or somewhere near to that.
He had short brown hair, blue eyes his face was quite handsome. If he were to become a model he would surely have a good future. And becoming a social media celebrity of course he will rampage on it. He was wearing a light blue shirt which was cramped all over the place and three-quarter black pants. His foolish smiling look gave a finishing touch to his all innocent persona ready to make everyone ride with his gear. Surely he had a very enchanting look.
To make sure he was a western man who didn't know about the meaning of his own name. He asked about his origin.
" Where are you from " with some hesitation he didn't call out his name and asked.
" I am from Calcutta "
" What ? "
Terota was almost choked on his breath when he heard this answer from Tarkata. His curious heart can't keep calm anymore as he asked him again to appease his heart why did he clap even when everyone has stopped clapping.
" Why did you clap " A simple question but he got the answer he anticipated about.
" Teacher I was quite late to clap for you, so I made it up by the time I was late " A stupid answer. Although he didn't guess it exactly he knew it would be something foolish. His name made it clear.
Now Terota pondered over who gave him this name. And why were his skin tone white and his accent which belongs to the English man?
But he didn't question him anymore, he knew he will get something unexpected to hear. But unable to calm his curious heart down Terota decided to ask him a question for the last time.
" You told me you are from Calcutta which is in the East but your skin tone and accent tell me something else. Why is that? "
Tarkata looked at the ceiling like he was trying to remember something, then he spoke " Ahh actually my mother had albinism, and when I was born I was also born with albinism "
Then he looked at his teacher with a smiling face. And spoke again.
" As per my speech, umm when I was eight years old I came to this place that time I was unable to communicate with anyone then then... "
" Then what? " Beside him, Chabra seemed to be interested in his story he urged him to speak more.
" Then someone helped me in studying, that person was a person with an English accent as I continued speaking in English accent too. "
Now Terota understood everything and he was very amazed by this answer. He looked at this boy named Tarkata Mal then thought to himself. " There seems to be a lot of weird students in my class I hope that my next student wouldn't be any weirdo again ". Then he looked at his phone searching for the next name. Unexpectedly it was the cheerful girl named Eleanor.
" Eleanor Konhonen "
" Present Sir " with a cheerful expression peach-shaped face looked charming she stood up and announced her name then she quietly sat on the bench.
" As expected not everyone is a weirdo in my class " Terota sighed with relief then he looked at his phone looking for the next name.
" Maro Dar "
" Present Sir " A boy was wearing grey pants and a grey shirt. He has a fair oval-shaped face. And he was very well built. It suggested that he might be from the Middle East. Terota continued his roll call.
" Subhaschandra Paul "
" " Present Sir " A typical Indian boy stood up and answered the call.
" Aisha Dato'Seri "
" Present Sir " a melon faced fair skinned eastern girl stood up and answered "
He repeatedly call the names on the list one by one every one responded normally.
Next followed by So Kadoya, Mohammad Rauf, Michell McMan, Albert Hawkins, Charles Alarie, Sumaya Khatoon, Rubaiya Sekh, Liu Wen, lee Gahyeon, Brian Pit, Luke Digpen.
" Kwaza Owaza Osas "
" Kwaza Owaza Osas "
Then he called the next name but no one answered his call then he called again but no answer. It seemed the student has taken a leave for today.
Just as he Called the next name the answer came from the door of the class which was still open.
" Dwan Abby "
"It's me " A rude voice came from the side of the door. Terota felt a little displeased by this.
A young girl came in front of the class. Behind her, there was a black guy who seemed to be from somewhere from Africa.
The young girl was quite beautiful she had a hidden charm in her even though she was a little teenager now. By speaking a little she wasn't a little at all as her height was 1.8 meters tall similar to the person behind her but she had a cute baby face. Both she and the black boy was wearing a black kimono.
The black guy was carrying two desks in his two hands. She entered the class without asking for any permission. Then she looked at the person who was sitting in the teacher's seat. She was stunned for a moment by looking at Terota and his attire.
At this time the black guy lifted the two desks and threw them off to the air in front of Terota.
Terota was scared silly by this act. if he didn't move from his position the desks would surely hit his head hard.
Soon he saw the girl wearing the black Kimono jumped into the air then she threw two kicks with her legs at the two desks. By the impact of her kicks, the desk flew onto the air one by one. One desk flew on the second row then one on the first row started to spin. The black guy and the girl moved in front of the two desks then pressed their hands on them. It stopped spinning and just perfectly settled beside two rows.
Then Terota saw the girl standing at the front desk followed by her the boy standing at the desk behind her.
She cupped her hand together and bowed in front of Terota.
The wide-eyed amazed Terota nodded his head in approval of her action with a nod subconsciously.
The young lady then sat on her chair.
Terota looked at the black guy behind her, then he squinted his eyes and asked.
" You are? "
" I am Kwaza Owaza Osas " The black boy replied to Terota.
Terota establishes his dominance over these few kid's thoughts and makes them believe that he is not a coward. And a capable teacher.
" Why are both of you so late? " The black boy first looked at the girl sitting in front of him then he stood up from his chair to answer his question.
" We have newly joined the class, teacher as you can see there were no extra desks in the class, we needed to get our own desks from other class " Osas gave the best excuse he can fork out it seemed his excuse worked.
Terota nodded in approval of his excuse then he asked him to sit down.
" You can sit down, but coming to my class so late,I hope that it shouldn't happen the next time " Osas gave a weary smile as he said.
" Teacher I promise It wouldn't happen next time " Osas gave a confirmation then he sat on his chair.