The Journey of Starla Love

Meet the Mark Family

"Mmmmmm.... Starla, it feels uncomfortable to sleep in these clothes. Said Mark.

"Mark, where can I get clothes that can make you comfortable? Do you want to wear my clothes?" Saying to him.

"Oh no... I can't wear women's clothes." The reply.

"Then go to sleep without clothes. I'm not going to go into your room." Reply me.

"But what if your servant goes into that room?" Mark said again.

"He's not going in there." Saying to him.

"Alright, then sorry for causing trouble for you." Her speech.

"It's okay, don't apologize. Sleep well." Reply me.

I was just trying to sleep when suddenly a message came into my phone and it was Mark.

'What's wrong with her.?' my thinking.

(Are you hungry?) Write Mark

(No, I'm not hungry. I ate a lot earlier. Are you hungry?) Reply me.

(Not really, I think I can hold it. I just wanted to check on you.) Reply again.

(If you don't sleep now, I'll throw you out Mark and I'm not kidding.) Reply me again.

(I'm sorry, it's just that I can't stop thinking about you. I think I just want you to be close to me. Good night Starla.) Write Mark.

'Wait first! Whahuh? Mark can't stop thinking about me?'

I was confused as to whether I should be happy or scared about this. I don't feel the same for him.

'Did he expect anything from me?'

How can I sleep now that I think of so many things. I didn't even realize when I finally started to fall asleep. The next day a voice woke me up..

"Starla wake! I have to go."

I went straight out with a still sleepy face and also my messed up hair. I found Mark standing in front of the door wearing his clothes coolly, as if he was going to go do a photo shoot.

"That clothes aren't what you wore yesterday." Saying to him.

"You realized it. I always carry extra clothes in the car as a backup if the clothes I use are dirty in the hospital or anywhere." The reply.

Suddenly I could smell the food being prepared. I then looked at the table in the kitchen and saw that there was food that had been arranged so beautifully.

"Mark, when did you do all that? How'd you do it?" My speech.

'Oh my God... I'm so fascinated....'

"Millionaire...." Her speech. "Thank you for letting me stay the night." Continue Mark. "Listen, I have to leave immediately because there's an emergency at the hospital. You can eat okay, and you can rest today. I'll talk to the hospital about you taking the day off." Say again.

"Are you not going to eat?" My toot.

"I'd like to eat if there wasn't anything important." The reply.

After that, he went to the door of the house. He had to call a taxi or whatever it was because the bus would not be able to make it in time to take him to the hospital.

"Oh yeah Starla, you look so pretty." Her speech.

'Like this? Is that true?' I said in my heart by holding onto my messy hair.

He sat in his car and started the car and left.

'Wait a minute!'

The car was never damaged at all. Then he lied to me last night just to be able to stay at my house. He really is a fox. But the food he prepared was very tasty and he spent a lot of time preparing all of this.

(Thank you so much Mark. The food is very good.)

I sent him that message.

She was so sweet to me. I don't know what to do.

The next day I was treating a patient for surgery.

Mark came to me and said, "you must come to my house today."

"All right, but why?" My toot.

"You let me stay the night yesterday. So it's my turn to avenge you. Dinner at my house tomorrow. My sister would love to have guests at home and I'm not asking you I'm telling you that as an order. You should come, I don't want to know." He said and left.

"Go doctor. She likes you so much and wants you to meet her sister." Said the patient I was handling.

She's a 17-year-old girl, named Wendy.

"really? How did you know?" I asked Wendy.

"Everyone except the girl the man liked could see it. It all looks so obvious. I only saw him once. You should have left or it would have hurt her." Wendy.

"All right, I'm going. Thank you, Wendy." Reply me.

After that I stopped chatting with him because I had to have surgery because that was the time.

"Stay strong okay. You're gonna do something amazing. Come back as soon as possible, so we can go out to eat and talk." I said to Wendy.

"All right, see you soon." Reply Wendy.

After the surgery was over, I went to the other room thinking about whether I should actually go or not to Mark's house. How can this make me nervous? I'll just meet his sister, play with her and go home again.

'It's not a big deal, is it?'

I went home and started wearing elegant dresses and Mark picked me up. He took me to a building with two cars parked outside. I got out of the car and saw a cat running out the door. But to my surprise, there was the figure of his Mama, his Papa and a tall man who should have been his sister around 18 years old, who looked impatient waiting for what kind of ugly girl Mark had brought back to their home.

I looked at Mark with a sharp and also deadly eye, indicating to him that I could kill him now without thinking of anything more. But he can live as much as he wants today.

What exactly did he tell his family, as they all looked at me from top to bottom trying to understand me as much as they could just by looking at my look.

'Thank God I was wearing the right dress or they would think that Mark brought a cheap woman into his house and immediately kicked me out quickly.' I said in my heart.

"Let's go in, son. Why are you standing there." Said a woman about 50 years old who looked still beautiful.

Both her parents Mama and her father were very sweet to me. They asked me a few simple questions about myself and we had dinner. I still don't talk to his sister. He's so quiet. He only answered the questions his parents were asking.

The food served is delicious. After that, I offered to help my mother wash the dishes.

"You're a good girl Starla. Thank you for being with my son. We are very difficult to be with him. He's here alone with his sister. I'm really glad he found you. He's picked the right man." Mama Mark said.

'Wait a minute? what did he just say? Did Mark pick the right guy? What does that word mean? What am I supposed to say now?'

I just stood there surprised by what Mama Mark said and tried to find an answer, just as Mark approached us and said to his Mama,

"Mama looks happy to be close to him. But can I borrow Starla for a second? I really want to talk to him." Said Mark.

"Of course, honey. He's all yours." Reply The Mama.

'What exactly did that woman think? What did Mark say to her?'

I then looked at Mark with such a sharp look, as if my eyes were about to pop out. Mark took my hand and led me to his room.

"I'm really sorry for what my mom told you. Don't mind what Mom says. Did he say anything else?" Ask Mark.

"Why should he say that, Mark? Can you explain everything? Don't you take women to your house often?" My toot.

"Mmmm you're the first." Mark said with a slightly blushing face on his cheek and he looked so adorable as he rubbed the back of his head.

"So how could that be why your mama thought that I was your lover?" I asked Mark.

"Maybe it's because I said that you were the first person in all these years, where I had feelings for him." Mark said in shame.

"WHAT??" I said with cheeks that blushed like tomatoes.

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