She was walking through a field with her friend when she spotted a small fragrant flower and she picked it up.
She was a florist from Egypt, based in Cairo. On this particular day her and Aliyah were taking their daily stroll through a field near her house. They both had had passion for colourful flowers. Aliyah on the other hand was an artist who captured the essence of marvelous landscapes and sceneries.
"What a gorgeous looking flower Aliyah!" said Monica. You could hear the excitement in her tone, as if she had discovered a rare species of roses." I think it looks rather beautiful" Aliyah agreed. They both stared at the purple rose like two kids looking at a cute puppy. The rose was magnificent, it was one of those gems that could inspire a poet to write a haiku about it.
Her fingers gently caressed the flower while her hand gently held it. She didn't want to let go of her newly discovered friend. "I'm taking her home and I'm going to take care of her. There's no way I'm leaving such a beautiful specimen like this here" Monica complained. "Alright, you melodramatic florist!" Let's head back home it's getting late" said Aliyah
The two ladies heading back home, leaving the field with their fragrant mute friend.