Cordiality before the rain

 "are you coming in next week, same time" The thin student asked enthusiastically as he opened the cafe door to leave.
"Sure" I said.
"I have to go and get my yaught repaired, but I think i'm going to stay for another coffee." Arnold said as if showing interest.
"We can have a class while you have your coffee." I said.
The door opened and Marcio entered with a huge suitcase, greasy hair, thick glasses and heavy Brazilian accent. "Hi Arnold, let's get some privacy and talk about your english?"
He nodded and the two sat over by the window looking out of the ground floor of the condominion.
"Did you think you were the only english teacher here" Andressa said from behind the cafe counter, bursting into laughter before finishing her last sentence.
"He made out we were having class, though?"
"You must have done something to upset him."

The summer rains came in at 17pm and another resident appeared closing umbrella somehow opening the door with his back and circling in.
"Hi Teacher are you available in a few hours?"
"I have to leave before the rains, Let's set a time later near my house?"

"You can't leave" Andressa said bringing a cup of coffee over to my bench.
"This is from Arnold" Arnold gave a wave by the window.
"I'm here looking for work, people are scheduling classes then not turning up, postponing and giving excuses. What would you do if you were me."
"I'd find another job." She said directly.

"Good advice" I grabbed my stupid brown teachers bag pushed the door open, drizzle was attempting to set in. Dusk was already on me. The streets were chaos with traffic.
I heard quick rehearsed footsteps behind me.
"Hey boss You need to slow down and see what's happening" a street thug.
I turned and nervously continued away from the building my back to him.
Pretending not to listen and inadvertently encouraging him even more.
"You need to slow down and hand over that bag you got right there."
His eyes returning from his last crack hit. "I can shoot you from here"

The street was full and I was going to get mugged. He came to my side weaving through cars.  His gun looked so well organized, his face looked a complete mess. 
"You can remember me tomorrow when you wake up, or you can remember me from hospital, if you don't die" He insisted.
"Ok here's my bag" I gave in, no one was going to save me and no cops or security were in the vicininty. 
Before i could pass it to him, an oncoming car from my transgressor's rare hit him lifting him half a meter above the car and sending him colliding into the gutter futher injuring his arm on a car parked there.

The car that hit him stopped ten meters down the street and reversed a further five meters in my direction. "You don't earn enough to be giving your money away to bandits." The smile, the irony the unexpected surprise. I attempted a response but shock kept me mute. Arnold in his luxury company car.
"See you next week for classes, Andre my other teacher didn't work out."
"What do you mean he was great, you guys seemed to be getting a long really well." I protested.
"Bad breath"
"Did you tell him so that he wouldn't make the same mistake with the next one?"
He laughed imperviously.