The Love of the Kumal Woman

The Blue-Haired Man

The naive Kendrick, the poor Kendrick. He was born from the womb but not wanted. There was no pain in him, no stabbing, no punches and no insults he had ever gotten. Almost nearing death.

Life on his path is not easy, full of twists and turns and challenges. Armed with the recklessness and courage Kendrick can stay alive and breathe.

For the first time Kendrick drank liquor at the age of twelve. It was forced by Duarte, the young child was forced to do that of course can not control emotions, even Kendrick plunged into a deep black muddy gutter and smelled bad.

Kendrick's body is really dirty, it becomes a laughing stock Duarte and his friends. They just left Kendrick.

Since then Kendrick began to get used to drinking alcohol. How many times did Matheo remind about his health but Kendrick was already immune to all that.

Even his life was considered a cheap price for him. Land grab power was never in nature. Between Duarte's supporters and his supporters.

That night Kendrick's men were at D'Amor's nightclub, they were in the Vip room room, for the size of the nightclub's most famous suburban town. Kendrick and his friends live the fun of the night life, at the club that night they drink liquor until they forget themselves. Kendrick walked out of the nightclub with a stagger, through a long dark hallway with minimal illumination Kendrick was followed by someone.

A person who wanted to harm him, unsuspectingly Kendrick walked over with his hands still holding a bottle of cheap grade wine. They're walking in opposite directions. The mysterious man wears a black hoodie, a face mask that covers most of his face. His pace was so fast, as fast as lightning the man pulled out a sharp jagged folding knife on it.

The sharp glint of the weapon was visible due to the reflection of the hallway lights from the office building next to it. Kendrick glimpsed at the glint, only he could not dodge, the man's movements were too fast. Right up on the upper chest on the right. The knife is still there. Kendrick accidentally pulled the hoodie of the man who stabbed her, her blue-painted hair with her narrowed eyes glimpsed. The mysterious man hits Kendrick to release Kendrik's hand in his hoodie.

With a sharp weapon still stuck in his chest Kendrick could still match the man's punch. Several times they kicked each other, Kendrick tried to pull out his sharp weapon stored behind his waist. He pulled the knife and pulled it towards the man. The knife hit the man's cheek, but unfortunately the mysterious man managed to remove the hoodie he was wearing. Fresh blood flowed from Kendrick's wounds, while the mysterious man had already fled the place. Kendrick limped, his left hand pressed against his chest which was still stuck in a sharp weapon. Cold sweat washed all over his body. Kendrick tried to stay sober. How many times he would fall, but he realized he would not pass out in this hallway, before someone else found him. Because what I was worried about the mysterious man would come back again to invite his friend. He can't fall. Another friend of his was still in the club that night. Kendrick worried about his friends, what if they were attacked. Until finally Kendrick found a highway that is still quite crowded. His eyes were no longer able to see, his body could no longer hold on, his consciousness was beginning to wane.

Kendrick was no longer able to move his legs to support his body. His body shook violently and fell on the sidewalk near a park. But the spirit of his life is still high, Kendrick does not want to die in vain before meeting his mother to ask why his mother could throw himself. And his greatest conviction is that his mother loved him very much, which is ironic.

A woman walks with a black slum bag. Using ash ash shirt with subordinate black knee-length skirt, matching colored pantofel shoes. The drizzling rain this afternoon made the streets muddy and the air felt humid. The girl walked over while bowing her head, there was a streak of sadness on her face. The girl was several times seen avoiding a puddle of water, until her footsteps stopped when her eyes arrived fixed on the body of someone who rolled on the grass of the park.

Blood flowed from the wound on his chest, even the jagged blade was still stuck there. The girl would run dodging in fear, in her mind maybe this was a delinquent who got into a fight, and the person who stabbed her might still be around here.

The girl did not want to be a witness or even a victim of murder. He still wants to live.

Intentions wanted to leave the place, his footsteps suddenly stopped because one of his ankles in the grip of a hand. Severely injured Kendrick seeks help.

"Please, help me." Kendrick said with a groan.

"Let go of me, there will be others to help you, I will seek help."

Turns out Kendrick let go of that grip. Her body getting weaker and fainted, the girl ran away. It is better for him to leave it. Soon there will be someone to help her. Even the girl thought about hiding, waiting and making sure someone else would help her.

The girl stopped a taxi. At first some taxis refused, assuming that the lying was a corpse, lucky the last taxi sympathized with him and finally willing to send them to a small clinic.

The night service doctor dealt with it quickly so that it managed to save the life of Kendrik. Luckily the wound did not hit the phital organs, but the blood that came out was quite a lot.

It was getting late, the girl had seen the watch on her wrist several times. But he did not dare to leave the man he helped.

Lucky small clinic in the suburbs was quite have complete equipment, making it easier handling Kendrick.

After Kendrick entered the emergency room some time later Kendrick had started to realize, the first time in his car was the girl who helped him.

The nurse in white clothes ran for the girl.

"Are you the boyfriend of the man who got his chest pierced?" The nurse politely said.

The girl turned her head to the right and to the left there was no one else but her.

"My ah..."

"Follow up, your girlfriend's looking for you. The child now is only because women can risk their lives like no other girl." The woman's words were soft but she sounded insinuating to the girl.

The girl entered the emergency room, her legs were shaking because today after school she was working part-time at a convenience store, only she was part cleaning service.

Kendrick looked at the girl from the bottom up. Still looks young, likely to be under three years old.

Unkempt curly black hair, dull black skin. A round cheek. His legs are short. Looks really ugly.

"Thank you."

The girl just nodded her head. And I was leaving the room. But Kendrick's words held him back.

The girl stopped her steps and turned her body to once again look at Kendrick

Thank you, don't forget Like and Comen. May we always be given health. And long life.