4 Milk

After observing him, she decided to move a little closer to him. She held out her hand but when she tried to touch him, he flinched seemingly afraid of the sudden contact.

There is a hint of reluctance, realizing that the man was being anxious, she tried again but more gently she coaxed him.

"Hey, it's okay. I won't hurt you." She told him. Seeing his pitiful situation, she felt her heartache.

" Sweetie, it's cold out here. We need to treat your wounds come here, it's fine. We will go somewhere safe." She felt sorry for his current state. The man look up to her, staring at his clear, gray eyes. His eyes reflects the innocence of a child. It was clear and pure, untainted. She felt a sense of responsibility for him.

She loves kids, seeing him looking like an abandoned child lost and afraid, her motherly instincts acted up.

She's a kindhearted person. She adores children and respects her elders way back home. That's why people at her village loves her and doted on her like their own daughter or relative.

Although he's a complete stranger her feelings told her that he's not a dangerous person and her conscience is nagging at her not to leave the poor man alone.

The man stared at her hand. He seemed to like those words coming out of her mouth. He tried to reach her hand but his injured arm make him winced painfully.

His eyes started to water again. He stared at her with his pitiful eyes as if telling her how painful it is.

There is something odd about him too. The way he behaves was not a typical behavior a man should do. He's not even talking.

She thought maybe he was mentally ill. Conditions like these are common in this modern era.

"Is it painful? Here let me take a look." I told him gently. He's full of bruises and cuts. I don't know where he got them but thinking that he might possibly suffering from abuse, my heart tightened. Did he escape from those people? I can see clearly that some of his injuries are severe. How could they do that to him. Such animals! They don't even deserved to be called humans.

She caressed his cheek, gently. He stared at her slowly leaning towards her touch. Finding comfort from the stranger he met. Sensing her sincerity , he felt secured.

His injuries should be taken care immediately. So she urged him to stand, suddenly he put up his arms as if he wanted a hug. The moment she got near, he lodged his arms around her neck, Throwing his weight on her.

Holly Mother Of God..

Here she is inside of a dark narrow alley with a grown up man dangling around her neck like a bling bling. The sudden force caused her to stumble and almost fell into the ground.

I figured it out that it wasn't a hug he wanted, the moment he started to cradled up his legs to her. The six foot man wanted a lift, be carried like a baby was his plan.

I was bent like a ruler. He won't untangled his arms, like a koala on his tree but instead of a tree it's a stick. l tried to talk at the same time pulling his arms of me. I succeeded getting his long limbs off me but the moment I took the other one off, his free hand found it's way to my boobs, he grabbed them and said.

"Milk." with his ever innocent eyes staring at me.

Damn.