59 Worst luck ever I

A man with black hair walking with a fan. Younger women eyes never left him, and shyly hid behind their handkerchiefs, while whispering to each other. While some dubbed him as the infamous Lord, none dared to go against him. He was after all known for his prowess, strength and wealth. Who doesn't know him? A man that would make any women or men bow and served him on the bed for three consecutive day, non stop. A man that abnormally strong and ruthless enough to defeat hundreds men by himself and a man who own a lot of estates or treasures that one could only gulp and stare from far. He was basically a walking, talking machine. Some begrudgingly had to hide the fact that their daughter or son had shared the night with him. None dare to use it against him, since he would only kill them to 'clean up' any mess. Despite all of that, people still flock around him.

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"Haiya... I am so bored! It seems I can't find any interesting show around here anymore" Arya said out loud while fanning himself. He had a bad day yesterday. Meeting a crazy woman but thats okay. He had finally met his old friend. But still thinking about the abominable taste that was shoved into his mouth yesterday made him shivered. What would've happened if that were put on his little junior? Is that woman an incarnation of the devil himself?!

Being good looking shouldn't be punished! It is not his fault to be born such. Pity, she was beautiful and that head of hers need a little bit tweaking to-get it right.

An old lady came while rubbing her hands together, intercepted his pathway. Arya stopped on his track.

"Aiyo, young master. You should come to our brothel tonight.of course we never run out interesting things to show. Come. Come."

"Ahhh." Arya cover his lower face with his fan.

"Sorry, Madam Li. But I'll have to decline that. My lover become jealous and threaten me not to do some light exercises" of course that was a lie, but just in case the crazy woman is stalking him.. he is not about to incite another spicy incident anytime soon.

Madam Li stopped and blink before forced out her laughed.

The passerby's definitely had the same thoughts as Madam Li.

'That is what he called a light exercises? What is he a rabbit??!!'

"Never-mind. Tonight we had a great show, from the dancer of sand kingdoms. They will perform their sand dance! Young Lord, you know how rare it is to witness that dance. They are really great!." Madam Li waved her handkerchief, and making a little bit moves to show the sand dance. Arya almost puked, but hold himself just on time.

"I am sure it is..." Arya think it through and thought that its been a long time since he last seen one. He snap his fan shut and smiled.

"Okay. Lead the way Madam Li." Madam Li eyes widen and people can clearly see she was already counting the big profit she might gain today.

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What am I doing?

Stalking the annoying man again. Whether I like it or not, I need to complete this mission and meet up with my kids.

Really, it seems my threat didn't work on that man and he's still going on his jolly way to enjoy to stoke his desire. When I saw him entered the brothel,a plan already formulated inside my head.my lips slowly curved upward and I proceed to the back of the brothel.

It wasn't hard enough to slip inside. I saw one of the dancer with a sexy dress sitting inside a room dressing,getting ready. she had a long red wavy hair, big cat eyes, and heart-shape face. She remind me of Jasmine from Aladdin.

"May I help you, young miss?" She continue patting her face with make-up, not really bothered by my presence.

"Uhm. I want to make a deal with you."

That didn't stop nor fazed the woman. Maybe she was used to stuff like that.

"Go on. I'm listening"

"I want to borrow your dress. I need to disguise as you for about two hours. Of course I'll pay you"

"Can you do sand dance?" She asked straight non paused.

"Sorry? What does it have to do with dancing and borrowing your dress?" I frowned. She sighed.

"Excuse me, miss. But I am one of renowned dancer around here and handing you over my dress means I'm handing you my identity and reputation that i build for years. I am not about to let you ruin it just for the sake of your agenda. When you walk around with my dress,they will think of you as me, yours truly. If they ask you to dance, and you can't dance, that will ruin my career. Now, can you dance or not?"

I gulped and nodded.

"If you mean belly dance, yes?" I replied hesitantly. She raised her eyebrow.

"Show me"

I notice that her dress resembles those of middle eastern, and remembered the belly dance.

Long time ago, while I was still studying medicine a senior of mine forced me to join her belly dance group. She need more people and i had to join it. You don't want to cross your senior, not in university and they know that place better than you.

I cant believe that I'm using what i had learned back then, here in another world. I smiled bitterly and did a short dance. Both of her eyes widen and she smiled.

"Okay, passed. But of course it wont come as cheap."

I gave her three gold coin and once again she didn't bother to masked her surprised look and quickly grab it.

"Deal."

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We changed our dresses and she help me to prepare and really there's a lot of accessories here and there that made me wonder how they can dance in this condition. A heavy necklace made from bronze, with colourful lapis lazuli stones shining brightly on it. Anklet with bells hanging around it, not to mentioned the head band that laid on top of my head with small round coppers hanging around the headband. The belt, my god the belt was one of the heaviest among em all. Three types one look exactly the same as the headband only thicker and heavier, another one with bells and the last one was a fine thread like gold belt that look good but a hassles to move with. I called it as a dress, but its actually two pieces clothes. A long silky mixed with gauzy fabrics that moves like a river flow, with a generous slits that stop just right near my underwear. The top part was basically just a sequinned bras and I finally notice how huge my twin sisters down there, it almost pour out from the cup. We had to adjust couple of time before it stay inside and not sticking out. The finishing touches totally add a mysterious touches on the whole costume. A veil that cover half of my face and a long scarfs to assist my dance later on. She even had a ring to change my golden hair to blood red like hers.

I left her after we decided to meet at the same place after two hours later.

All the while, I didn't realised the fact that my husband was stalking behind the shadow and almost faint because of losing too many blood from his nosebleed. Thankfully, his shadow was alert enough to help their master to stop the bleeding.

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Arya sat in the middle of the hall, like a king. He was served by beauties around him.some gave him a massage, some feed him with golden berries and some gave poured him a drink. He look comfy and definitely relaxing. A woman was smiling devilishly behind the curtain.

"Tonight, we are lucky enough to be able to bear witness the dance of sand in this hall. They had travelled far and wide and after trying long enough, they finally agreed to dance here tonight. In addition, I was told that their head dancer will perform her newest evolved sand dance tonight. I present you,the Jabella Dancers."

The sound of the drums and other musical instruments cue the dancers to enter. They move in sync and gracefully. They dance captivates the all pair of eyes, including Arya's, especially the woman in the middle. The group of dancer slowly parted away and the woman in the middle move forward, shaking her hips left and right. Each shakes, was accompanied by the sounds of the bell on their anklet. The woman extended her right leg forward and bent her body forward, while crossing her arms, touching the anklet. Her red hair was luscious red, made you think of blood.

One tap. Two tap. Three tap. She slowly raised her head and hands above her head and starts to move and sway. And then, she twirled around, until she was at Arya's place and bent forward to almost touch his face. She dance there for a minute. That made most of the patrons there green with envy. Nevertheless, there's nothing they could do but just swallow it up, since nobody dare to go against him.

The woman lips slowly curved upward, and her eyes twinkled with delights before she slowly move backward. They dance for another five minutes as a group before bowing.