FLOWER GIRL DANCER CAKE VENDOR
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The flower is my name. Born into a family of dancers. Famous dancer mother in town A. From childhood, I learned to dance and sometimes to perform with my mother. Even though mom and I are dancers, we just dance no more.

Tonight was my first performance without my mother. The building is filled with visitors.

Deg deg (my heart's pounding). This is not my first show. Is it because tonight I'm performing alone (my mumbling).

Come the spirit of the Flower (self-sustained). Tonight the theme is India. So I had to dance Indian. I wear a maroon red saree, with full Indian decoration, the sound of bracelets on the legs adds to my beautiful appearance tonight.

It's time for me to dance.

The music began to sound. I walked towards the stage, the curtains I opened and I started dancing.

The clinking sound of my anklets adds to the beauty of my dance. Tonight I performed so beautifully and elegantly. All the spectators are entertained.

10 Minutes have passed. The audience's applause ended my dance. While stepping back I said.

Arriving from the audience seat there was a man shouting "Hey Dancers how much you were worth last night ". I looked at that face, politely I replied "sorry sir, I'm here just dancing, nothing more".

Without saying much I immediately left the stage and ran towards the ruanh makeup. Arriving in the dressing room, my emotions overflowed "Who was the man, why dare to insult me " (while clenching hands). I better clean my makeup and change my clothes.

A few minutes later, I finished. I'm saying the same thing that had the show or said my boss and mom.

Boss: "Sorry Flowers for the incident".

Flowers: "It's okay Boss, maybe that guy misinterpreted Flowers as dancers".

Boss: "Yes, I explained it too, so you don't have to worry that person will bother you again".

Flowers: "Yes boss, Flavour first. Boss night, thanks for tonight". "Take it by leaving the building".

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On the road to home.

The voice of a man, who was waiting for me by the side of the road.

My face panicked to see the man. He's the guy, why is he waiting for me here (my mumbling).

Aditya: "Miss, what's your rate per day?" want to be my woman.

Bunga: "sorry sir, I explained earlier, that I just dance no more, so please don't bother me anymore".

"Excuse me" as I continue my steps to get home.

Whatever you want I'll pay (yell Aditya).

I stopped my steps, I turned towards her "Plak" the slap I gave her, because of my anger.

" You" cried Aditya

Aditya: "Dare you slap me".

Flowers: "Why?" you've been rude to me.

Aditya: "Hey, where is my insolent? I'm just offering you a job".

Flower: "So your woman you mean work, your crazy".

Flowers walk away from Aditya.

Aditya POV

Aditya is the son of a successful businessman, a famous person in the city of A. Aditya's only child.

Her father wants her to marry the son of his business friend, but Aditya refuses, he wants to marry by his own choice, even though he does not yet have a lover of heart. Aditya seeks a woman, to be his contract wife, so that his father stops to match him.

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