Ariche Point of View

'Fear is like a plate of spicy and sour pork; no matter which restaurant it came from, you still have to enjoy it.'

If I fear these illegally pretending to have manhood people, then I will not be able to get far in my social service.

Fear cannot be a companion in this stream of life. You should be friends with death so it keeps you alive on friendship grounds.

Seeing how Lucas and Mr. Beggar are dragging me out of the gathering arena and taking me to a dark and quite place, I think they fear a lot.

What is there to fear?

And whom to fear?

I am a very good girl with heart made of not blood and flesh but kindness and integrity. I only do good deeds and most importantly, I am a future definition of selfless kindness in oxford dictionary.

Why should such a humanity-qualified person like me should fear those who do bad deeds?

"You are asking for death, aren't you?" Lucas sparked flames on me from his eyes. It is clear that is angry.

Mr. Beggar, on the other hand, is frustrated. He keeps sighing and shaking his head to himself. Sky was busy hiding himself from the angry mop of audience which is understandable as that boy lives on his fear.

He is easily scared and scared of many things.

"They are not slowly getting negativitized after my speech so they cannot do anything. Those who do bad things are no positive people luckily." I assured him blinking my eyes at him with my wise counselor-in-suit smile.

They worry over nothing.

"They will hurt you when you are defenseless." This time it is Mr. Beggar who spoke with a hiss.

"They can try and see."

"What kind of confidence is that? Shouldn't you, a pessimistic person, be under confident?" Lucas asked with a loud exclaim for which Mr. Beggar rolled his eyes.

"Oh no, this isn't confidence. This is feeling defeated. I'm feeling so defeated in life that even if they come and kill me, I cannot do anything. But they cannot do anything too, that is my confidence of defeat in them."

"Forget I asked you that." Lucas mumbled and talked to himself something that I did not quite understand.

"Ah right, Lucas, this is Mr. Beggar I told you about." I suddenly remembered that I did not introduce them to each other.

"This is Lucas, my soul sister I told you about." I said point my hands politely towards Lucas.

Both the men nodded their heads curtly at each other distractedly as they stood rooted in their places thinking about something very seriously.

"So what are you going to do now?" I looked at Mr. Beggar and shrugged.

What does he mean what I will do?

Go on with my work and projects. I am a busy person!

"Nanna said she will prepare braised fish for dinner tonight."Ah right, I should have my dinner and bring some for Mr. Beggar too.

"Delicious. Did she know she is preparing funeral food?" Hearing Lucas, Mr. Beggar chuckled out.

"Go to police and seek for their protection for now. Maybe that will help your situation for now." Mr. Beggar suggested when he received a share glare from Lucas for laughing.

Well, what will they do?

"I can protect myself. The good deeds I did until now is my shield."

"Ah, that will surely keep you alive." Both the men said in unison.

A sarcastic realization is counted as realization too.

Both the men hid me in the dark corner of the park until the chaos of the gathering is finally out of the park's green hair. Once the loud noises were not heard anymore, Mr. Beggar brought us to his usual place near the large tree.

"Stay put. I will check the whole park and come back." I heard my sister order me in his sisterly stern tone. I complied and stayed put with Mr. Beggar beside me.

"You shouldn't have lied to them." He said suddenly confusing me.

"Lied about what?"

"About the evidences you said you collected against them. That will put you in great danger." He said but the narrow of his eyes tells me that he is doing something inside his mind.

"I did not lie. I don't lie about such serious issues. I really have evidences on a bunch of their drug dealing activities." His eyes widen slightly at what I said.

Don't tell me he is interested in taking drugs?

"Really?"

"Umm. I even have evidences that prove my university classmate Denis useless Martin is a gangster and trade drugs too."

"But how did you get them." He asked softly suddenly his tone turned from little loud to extremely flowery soft.

"I have sources. I worked hard for twenty days to get them." I shrugged but I'm pretty sure that he must be seeing the enlightenment light glowing behind me.

Is he inspired by me?

No doubt he is. I'm after all Ariche Gil who only give 'No' as an answer but doesn't take one.

"Wow. You are so capable." See, he is blinded by his admiration for me.

Now will he get adopted into our family?!

"Can I see how they look like? I'm curious." He asked giving me a yellowish smile.

"I can't." He casted his eyes down in disappointment.

"Then can you tell me more about what and how you collected them?"

"No I can't."

"How about you show me place you got them from?"

"I can't."

"Then maybe you can tell the stories of how hard you worked hard to gather those proofs. It sounds interesting."

"No I can't."

"How about you take me along the next time you go after drug dealers?"

"No I won't."

"Why can't you? Can't you give them to police?"

"No I can't."

"But Why?" Mr. Beggar cried out a little loudly.

I looked at him closely and answered why I cannot share the information with him. He seems to admire me a lot for my works but I really give him the information.

"Because I have to follow my life motto." I answered truthfully.

For a second he looked lost and when he jerked back into reality, he asked, "What? What motto?"

"The weekly horoscope from the app asked me to follow my life motto for the whole week to receive great results."

There is this horoscope app that is so correct about whatever it says and I follow it every day.

One day it said I shouldn't take an umbrella on the rainy day and I didn't that day. Guess what happened?

I caught cold and couldn't attend university the next day. It was the same day Denis challenged me that he will kill me with his gun for the second time.

"What has that got to do with anything?"

"Aiyo Mr. Beggar; what is my life motto? To lead a pessimistic life! So I cannot give and do anything the whole week according to the weekly reading."

"Ah right, you are a Capricorn, right? Wait, you don't know your birth month so let's assume you as 'X' mathematically and assume you are a Capricorn. It is said that Capricorns will gain something big this week which stays with them forever."

"Do you mean headache? Terminal woman made disease?"

"But they won't stay with you forever."

"Right, the yearly reading of Capricorn said they will get involved with the person who will change their life for better. It is said you will meet a person with Midas touch and turn you into a gold person."

Now that I think about it, I think they are talking about my Nanna. In Mr. Beggar's like, Nanna is Midas and her age is golden age too. Everything about her is gold. Seeing how the reading is so apt, Mr. Beggar is definitely a Capricorn.

Before Mr. Beggar could reply me back, Lucas came running and said the coast is clear and we can leave anytime soon. I said my goodbye and goodnight to Mr. Beggar first as Lucas asked me to wait for him near the arch while he have a small chat with Mr. Beggar.

"I will go home now. You can come after having the chat."

"No I will take you home." Lucas ordered.

"But I will go and hide the evidences for before going home." I said as I waved my hand.

"Hide them? Where? At home? You and Nanna will get killed then." I heaved loudly at the innocent sister God gave me.

"Of course not. Am I a stupid? I will hide them where no one will think of that place to search."

Both the men raised their eyebrows in doubt and looked at me with a frown. "Alright, I'm hiding them in the Metropolitan Police office. Not even police will know they have such important proofs under their roof. IT will never ride that place. No one will search there. Police station is usually very crowded with many files and books so they don't even clean properly. Perfect place to hide." I answered and walked away waving a goodbye to both of them.

I think I am beyond genius.

Before I left out of hearing range, I heard him ask Mr. Beggar who exactly he is.

Who is he?

Of course he is Mr. Beggar.

It is not like he did a certification course to have a certificate in his hand that proves he is a beggar?

Lucas is pretty over sometimes.

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