I miss you

Mark, you've been here for a month now but I still haven't had a slightest idea who you really are and where you came from. Where did you come from, Mark? I asked curiously.

If I tell you, you won't pass out or fear me, okay!, Here it goes, Mark added breathing in and out. While me looking curious and attentive, wanting him to start talking and tell his story.

He told me that his name is Mortha and he is the commander of the Army Angels…..It took him an hour or two to explain to me who he is and how he fell from heaven. I didn't believe him at first but when his wings (like the eagle's wings but whiter and super huge) came out of his back, Ahhhhhhh!! I really wanted to run and pass out at the same time. Because it's rare that you see a real live angel. Better yet, he said that they normally don't have gender or as if they look like a man and a woman at the same time. But, when I look at him he is a man to me. He said that his mission is to find out what is wrong with the people of the world and what can he do to help out and then advice God what is the cause of us being distant from Him.

Well, first and foremost, I told him as a feminist and nature defender, I explained my responsibility as a woman who believes in racial equality. Though I don't grow my arm pit hair long, which is typical for feminists to do. I uphold the belief that all men and women are created equal even in a diversity. Whether you are heterosexual or a part of the LGBT community, you are entitled to have dignity, respect and rights. Then, as a defender of nature or Earth, I told him the importance of biodiversity, helping the world bring back the beauty and holistic nature of the world including the safety, protection and preservation of wild life or animals, plants and climate.

Belle!, Now I understand, why. God knows and understands your feelings and pains. But he is just curious why you are afraid to come to him when you're in need and trust your money, popularity, position more than Him? Mark added, though I told him that Mortha as a name would be weird for the people here to understand, so we decided to stay with the name Mark for him.

But Belle, is the feeling I have like, because, you know….ah!!! , I like you, I mean, like, like you. Is it natural, because it is the first time I felt this emotion. And I want this feeling, like I want to be near you always. I want to be there for you and protect you. I don't want other men, ah!...talking or be near you…God said that jealousy is a sin and I never felt it ever. But with you I do, is that bad or …..Mark said stopping to look at my reaction. Now he's looking at me, pleading for an explanation.

Mark, I feel the same way with you too. Though, I never fell for a guy before. I had crushes but it's different with you. I like you too, so much. I said smiling back at him and moving closer toward Mark, that now we're only five inches apart.

Really!!!!, Ha ha! So this is a good feeling then. I …..I…love you! Belle….. Mark said holding my hands and hugging me tightly. That while doing so, he suddenly stopped and his lips went down to kiss me, just a smack. But then when the sensation got deeper, he kissed me hard. The kiss was wanting, as if he has never felt so alive, so happy and blessed with the heat, affection and craving like this before. Ay ha…ha.ha!! Sorry, Mark said panting. Marrkkk…. It'sss…o…kay!, Me, trying to take a breath or two because of the kiss.

Mark and I have been very close after that night when I saw him fell from the sky. We ate, worked happily at the store, ride the bicycle, went on picnics together at the lake or some park near the lake. We grew very fond of each other. And Mama, my little sister and grandpa loved him so much that they wanted him to stay with us as long as he likes.

To tell you the truth, I was at the lake wishing, praying for a miracle. For someone to hear me, longing for a friend, a lover that would share his life and all with me always. I think Mark was the answer, the gift God gave me. But until when. Mark said if it's time, he will return to heaven to report to God everything he saw, felt and experienced here in the world. He said that he wanted to travel in some countries near Japan to know more about the people of the world. And he will be gone every once in a while to fly and scout the Earth for more issues, problems, events that happen, which he can resolve, and if he can't he needed to pray and ask graces from God for them and create a miracle for the world to see and feel the Almighty's love, that is forever.

What will happen next? Follow our main characters journey and see what will happen to Mark and Belle.

The family reunion slash dinner party was a huge success. Mama and Grandpa with the rest of our relatives hugged, kissed and said their goodbyes. Mark and I went back in time for the cleaning the dishes out. We helped along with the five staff my Mama hired for Villa Sun. They have been with us for a decade and they seemed to love working with us. Mama treats them like family. Tanami, is the villa's hospitality and cleaning head responsible for the suites sheets, linens, sanitizing, etc. Mitsuho, who married Tanami joined by their son, Toko, are the IT (dealer/sender) and construction heads, responsible for the maintaining the beauty and grandeur of the villa, plus, the internet has major impact on the advance-ment changes that helped the villa's popularity known all though out Japan, soon the world.

Kokoa, the lovely lady that helped with the cooking, is a home grown chef, but studied in Kyoto mastering in cookery and baking pastries. The all the more reason why I love her coffee and cakes always. Thus, staying at the café, make me wish I can just live here forever. That's how good her baking and coffee is to me. And, the ever creative Sansuo, who have lived his 40 years as a farmer, but hired by Mama to be the villa's gardener and all around person responsible for beautifying our gardens, farm and plants surrounding the villa.

I am proud of this team and I am thankful for my extended family. Kochiko has changed and I appreciate her concern for me. Hmm! I wonder what happenedto her in the states. Anyway, Mark or Mortha left this morning to do his mission on earth. I wonder too where is he now and what's happening with him? Belle in a thought while checking on the book list for sales and all.

Mark, the angel, flew higher and the weather changed a bit and it's colder than usual. Hmm! Where am I, ah! New York!. He was so fast, faster than a speed of light when he reached California. Oh! Kochiko!, I thought she was in Japan on vacation.

Kochi!!!!, Start walking, 1, 2, 1, 2….come on, you can do better than that!...., the trainer shouting from the top of his lungs. Okay!!!, join in girls, …..and let's wrap it up. See you tomorrow for the show. Wow!, she travelled 11 hours just to be back in L.A., Mark stayed in L.A. for a while. He followed Kochiko who is now walking to a hotel. Maybe it's her flat. Mark was looking from afar her window. Then a middle aged man came in her room and kissed her. But Kochiko was in no mood so she refused. Yet the man was persistent and forced himself holding Kochiko's hands , so she can refuse. Then he pushed her on the bed, and tried to unbutton her blouse. Mark in a flash was already inside the room where the man and Kochiko is.

Stay away from her!, Mark said warning the man. Who, who are you? And where did you come from??, the confused maniac curiously asked while blinded by his light. Kochiko now crying and her hands were trembling from fear while her blouse was torned, her sexy body exposed.

Kochiko will not recognize Mark because he looks different with the wings and his body is coverver with enormous light. Unless he wills it, one can see his true identity. But he is not going to jeoperdize his relations with Belle and her family by doing so.