Kenan's Destiny
Kiran In Danger

Unexpected meetings, sometimes bring joy, sometimes bring sorrow.

Kenan walked slowly down the sidewalk of the highway that was a little quiet vehicle. Sometimes he will kick a pebble just to eliminate the boredom that comes along.

Waiting for public transport, no one passed. Celingukan looking for ojek, never arrived. Kenan sat on a monument, waiting while unwinding after a few minutes of walking.

He has to hurry, pick up the bike and pick up Kiran to school.

"Huh ... where are they? Why is no one passing by? Kiran .. forgive Brother for being late to pick up," he murmured softly. He covered his face with both hands before returning to work.

Remembering Kiran, Kenan accelerated his foot. If no public transportation passes, then he only needs to run on the streets. How thought. However ....

"Murkey! Help me!" The screams of a woman stopped the pace of Kenan's legs. He gasped, stunned on the spot.

"Please! My bag, snap!" The sound was heard even further away, but Kenan's ears could hear it clearly.

He turned around, in the distance a man ran with a bag in hand. Behind him, several men were also chasing. However, in a distance that is far away.

Kenan frowned, hearing screams after shouts that were approaching towards him. Perhaps because the streets are deserted, it is used by people who are not responsible for committing crimes.

He hid behind a tree that covered his thin body. Waiting and waiting for the approaching pace. He tightened his grip on the bag strap attached to the left shoulder.

"Murkey!"

"Murkey!"

"Murkey!"

Shouts for the sake of shouting continued to echo along the road.

Bugh!

Kenan's hand hit the perpetrator's face just as he was about to cross the tree where he was hiding. Kenan appeared and widened when he saw the snapper lying on the road unconscious with a red liquid that seeped out of his nostrils.

He looked at the hand he had used to hit the perpetrator. Panicked. Kenan ran as the residents who were chasing the shooter almost arrived at the location. Both of his legs spun rapidly away from the place. He's too scared.

Residents who arrived at the location were also stunned when they found the snatch lying in the middle of the road with fresh blood flowing from his nostrils.

"Who did this, huh?" muttered them slowly.

"Perhaps the teenager who ran earlier, I had a chance to see it even though it was unclear." Others chimed in.

"really? Why is he running so fast? Is he really human?"

They stared in amazement at the wisp of dust that was carried by Kenan's foot currents. He ran as fast as the wind.

Swush!

Then, it disappeared no longer to be seen. They shook their heads in disbelief. Then switch to the still unconscious snapshot.

"My bag ... my bag!" The middle-aged woman came panting. He leaned over, adjusting his breath. His hand swiftly took the bag that was extended by a citizen.

"Thank you!" he said he was intermittent because his breathing was not yet normal.

"Not that we stopped this snatch, ma'am, but a teenager in a school uniform got it" said one of the other residents.

"really? So where is the guy now? I'd like to thank him very much." The woman's head gawked to and fro looking for Kenan's figure, but he wasn't among them.

"The child has run away, madam. Maybe he's afraid of making this snatch faint, "let one citizen guess.

At first they wanted to refuse, but the woman clenched it on one of them before she turned around and walked away quietly.

"Thank you, Madam!" exclaim them compact. The woman looked over and nodded slowly.

*****

Kenan continues to carry both his legs around the streets, he wants to get to Yuki's house immediately, pick up a bike, and pick up Kiran at school.

Tired Kenan, rest his legs for a moment. With a bent body, he looked back to make sure people weren't chasing him.

"Hah .. thank goodness!" He collapsed on the pavement with his feet extended forward. Taking short breaths to unravel the tightness due to running as hard as you can.

He stared around, not expecting to be in the elite housing complex where Yuki lived. He rushed to Yuki's house and picked up a bicycle hidden in front of the house.

Kenan quickly paddled, not wanting to be late to pick up his sister.

"Kiran, wait for Brother!" mumbling vibrates.

The bicycle tires screech as Kenan arrives in front of Kiran's school. The door of the school was even locked. Panicking, Kenan slammed his bike and ran to the front of the gate.

"KIRAN!" his screams echoed into the school. He waits, maybe there is an invitation or there is a child coming out of there.

"KIRAN!" He shouted a second time. Same thing, no word. Panic, panic, panic.

Kenan's feet lifted next to his, determined to climb the high cliff and find his sister inside. However, just one step up, he heard the sound of Kiran shouting.

"Sister! Unhand me! Unhand me! BROTHER!" Kenan.

Quickly he lowered his legs and pedaled the bike towards Kiran's voice. Sweat poured from the panic that began to spread to his heart.

Kiran, surrounded by thugs. One of them forcibly pulled Kiran's rebellious hand. Kenan was angry, his eyes were reddened, the strength in his body was increased from overflowing emotions.

"ARGHH!" Kenan bumps into the two thugs who walk after him who pull Kiran's hand. Both were blown away to hit the walls of the residents' houses.

He got off the bike, and approached the thug who pulled Kiran's hand.

"Bugh!" One hand hit him directly on his face. Kenan gripped firmly on the thug's wrist until the check on Kiran's hand came off.

Soon Kenan pulled his sister away.

"Aragh!" The thug screamed in pain as the sound of broken bones rang out.

"How dare your filthy hands touch my sister!" furious Kenan. The more his emotions increased the sharp power in Kenan's body.

He pushed as hard as the body of the thug until he was dragged far away and hit a pile of garbage in the corner.

"Bad!" The two thugs who were hit by the bike got up, "a snot like you bothered us. I'll*****take off your skinny body!" He growled quickly towards Kenan.

The teenager was sprightly, he pushed Kiran's body slowly so that his sister slightly away from the arena he chose.

Both attack at once right and left Kenan. Honey, their fists caught Kenan. He squeezed the hand until they screamed and begged.

"Stop! lt hurts! ARGHH!" their screams soared high into the air. Kenan threw both of them, the second time their bodies hit the wall.

Clear liquid gushed from inside their mouths. The two men were tired, their hands were holding the stomach that had just been hit by Kenan's leg kick.

He did not care, and hurriedly invited Kiran to come home.