MY HOTTEST CAT'S

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In a coffee shop, a girl in a white shirt and long jeans was wiping one of the many tables neatly lined up.

The girl with tanned hair looks relaxed cleaning, and set up a cafe that is indeed deserted by visitors.

Moza.

Just call him by that name. The girl with the graceful smile was seen singing a little while enjoying her activities.

But Moza was shocked when a man suddenly put a cup of coffee on the table he was cleaning.

The man in the light blue shirt published a sweet smile from his handsome face while looking at Moza behind the glasses he was wearing.

"Eh? Billy?" wonder Moza.

Billy, the man chuckled softly upon hearing that. The man pulled the chair, and sat down beside Moza who was still standing.

"Mass? I'm that old, huh?"

Moza scratched his non-itchy nape. Of course the face of this man was far from an old impression. It even looks like a baby face for Moza.

But, yeah... It is difficult for the girl to talk casually with Billy, aka the son of the owner of the cafe where he works today.

Moza sat down and smiled awkwardly, "No, really."

"It's easy to talk to me. Cappuccino make you." Billy handed Moza a cup of coffee he had just brought.

"Yes. Thanks though... Bill."

Moza smiled slightly afterwards. This should have been normal because he and Billy were not too far apart, but it was a bit strange for Moza's mouth to say so.

"Oh, yes. You haven't come home yet, Za?" billy asked as he glanced at his rolex which showed at four in the afternoon.

"Yet. Again waiting for Arya with Rio to change sif," replied Moza. Hearing him, Billy nodded his head lightly as he sighed, "Hat habit... Two more kids are late."

"They should have been here before" continued Billy. He could not see Moza had to stay silent in this place while waiting for the two lazy boys.

"Yes, anyway. They should have been here. But I'm okay, really. Anyway mending here rather than bosen in the apartment," said the girl with the hair curled up.

Billy chuckled softly. Moza is unique. When most women of her age choose to play outside with her friends, Moza chooses to lock herself up to enjoy her own world.

"By the way, how were you here? Must be dizzy huh with the old grandpa's babble?" billy asked with a laugh considering the father who was chatty not playing.

Moza smiled amusedly, "It was precisely me that should be it. What about you after a week here?"

Billy pensive. After Ferdy––sang dad–– chose to hand over this cafe business to him, there was little he could do as a manager.

"Yes... I am confused as to what to answer. Because here the flat really turns out. It's not like you've been here for years."

Moza nodded in understanding. If he were Billy, Moza would answer the same thing. Because while working here, nothing special happened.

Yep. This is Moza's life. Sounds boring.

"There's not much to do here. But I enjoy, really. Look at the customer's satisfied smile, I'm smiling."

Billy smiled when he heard it. Moza, the girl has always been a mood booster for others who see her smile.

"Sorry, Za we're late–"

Arya's words that just came immediately stopped because she was surprised to see Billy who was also looking at her and Rio.

Suddenly the two men panicked and stood swiftly in front of the cafe door while looking down. They act like they want to be punished.

"M–maaf, Sir. It was jammed on the road," Rio said stammering.

Huh... Billy was eager to put the two boys in sacks, then sold to a flea market. That's the reason both of them were the other day. And now..?

"You guys... Yes already. Cepet get ready! Lay me up again well," orders Billy.

Arya and Rio had a chance to catch each other before finally walking slowly towards the employee room to prepare to start their sif.

"Sorry yes, Moza!" arya shouted and entered the room.

Moza chuckles. Although because they Moza stuck here for a few minutes, but it was not a big problem for him.

No one accompanied him when he came home.

"Because Arya's the same Rio already here, I'm going home first, yes." Moza moved up and removed the apron he was wearing.

Billy stood up, "Okay. Be careful in the way."

Moza nodded in response. The girl carried her tote bag while smiling at Billy.

"Sampe tomorrow, Bil."

"Yes. Uh, that's watch the door!"

Moza reflexes. The girl sighed, grateful not to hit the glass door in front of her.

"I saw, really. Dah–"

*bruk!

"The moza!"

...(ฅ^•ﻌ•^ฅ)...

While wiping the area, Moza opened the door of his apartment room and entered after a tired day. The things Moza used to do every day.

But what is unusual is, only this time Moza came home with a feeling of shame half to death.

Damnit. Should he stumble in front of Billy just now?! The scene continued to ring in Moza's head.

The slightly bruised eel was nothing compared to the immense shame Moza felt.

The girl throws her bag and slams herself into the bed while hitting her feet on the bed.

Moza covered her face with a pillow, "Shame on me...."

...(ฅ^•ﻌ•^ฅ)...

Sensing the sunlight already bursting in, Moza opened her eyes and faintly looked at the sun from behind the curtain.

Squinting her eyes, Moza sat on the bed and grabbed her alarm clock. And again. Moza woke up even before the alarm clock rang.

The girl took a long breath. His sleeping hours lately have been a little chaotic than usual.

But as Moza used to do, the girl went to the bathroom, then cleaned her room.

Pastel shades are clearly visible in the selection of interiors and furniture that blends beautifully in this room.

The dominating colors of soft blue and aquamarine are increasingly seen to cool every waking Moza from his sleep.

Playing mobile.

Moza's eyes widened in shock when he saw thirty missed call notifications from the contact he named 'Hana'.

Call it Hana this is the only close friend that Moza has. Hana is the only one who can accept Moza's reclusive nature.

In one day, Moza and Hana could spend more than six hours chatting on the phone. But not usually Hana calls early in the morning like this.

"The moza! Where are you now?!"

Moza was aghast, "Yes I'm still at home. What are you, anyway? How yelling?"

"Go to the cafe now! I don't want to die here please!"

This human... What's up now?

...(ฅ^•ﻌ•^ฅ)...

Arriving at the cafe, Moza was shocked to see the entire room that was like a ship breaking. He could see a woman who was busy rearranging tables and chairs that were already in disarray.

Bizarrely. It should not even be open yet, but the situation here is like a new place of war.

Moza walked over, and helped the woman aka Hana who looked sour-faced.

"There's what–"

"It will be later. Help me first!" cut down Hana while re-arranging the table and chairs.

Finished tidying up, Moza and Hana fell silent at the checkout table with their respective aprons.

Moza was confused. Why did Hana call him so early in the morning and tell him to come here? Even the opening hours of the cafe are still an hour away.

"Hana, what's the matter, anyway?" moza asked confused earlier.

Hana snorted, "Ask the new manager's father."

Hana glanced at the door of the room that used to be used for Mr. Ferdy. However, it is now Billy who uses it because this place has already switched hands on him.

Moza frowned, "Billy? Why is he?"

"Cummer, Mozaaa! You know, don't you? All this mess is because of him!"

"Can't you?"

"So there were a lot of mothers clustered in front. When I clean up again in the dalem, they make me open this place...."

"What chain, they know they came because of the snapshot together with Billy. And finally this place is a mess! I have to sort it out. Shit...."

Moza fell silent, before finally laughing, "Hana! I thought there was an emergency! Just panic...."

"Kok laugh, anyway? That was an emergency you know! Dozens of mothers attacked me for the same photo of the frog!"

Moza chuckled, "Basic...."

"Oh, so I pay you guys for this?"

Moza and Hana were stunned when they heard the sound. Both of them immediately stroked his chest in relief when they realized that it was Billy.

The man laughed, "Where? I'm not fit to be a bad boss?"

"Whose cirain, tig," said Hana.

Yes no wonder Hana behaves this harshly to Billy aka his own boss. They were a class in High School.

"Eh but what was it? Exclaim?" ask Billy later.

Hana laughed cynically, "Seru. So exciting. I want to die."

"That's bad, huh?" Moza smiled witfully. "It's hard to have a handsome boss like me" Billy laughed.

"Omongan lo make more delicious than whipped cream tau, no?" sentil Hana's. Billy chuckled, "Haha kidding."

"Eh, but Billy's been here a week. How come this happened now?" confused Moza.

Billy put his shoulder up, "Maybe new to tau."

"Haaah... I don't know if I should be thankful or complaining about this." Hana propped up her chin.

"Thankful, dong. Maybe because in the know there is Billy, this place will be more rame," said Moza.

Hana jiggers, "Gue envies you who can always take the positive side, Za."

"Eat him diligently, Na! Let you also be more positive thinking like Moza."

Look who's talking. The man who had made this place a mess, and made Hana a throb.

Hana throws a fork at Billy, "Go, don't you?"

...(ฅ^•ﻌ•^ฅ)...

Time shows at four in the afternoon. Moza and Hana have already completed their sif for today.

They should have been home half an hour ago, but yes her name is also female....

"Gue go first, Za!" hana shouted while waving her hand.

"okay!" reply Moza.

Although he had a chance to shake his head when he saw the man who was piggybacking Hana with his motorcycle just now.

The feeling of yesterday that picked Hana up was not that guy, inner Moza.

The girl smiled a little, then walked to her apartment which was located not far from the cafe "Memories" where she worked.

This is what Moza used to do. But I don't know why Moza always likes to do it.

Everything feels ordinary, but not boring. I don't know. Moza's life like this, does not mean his life is dark.Of course Moza feels his days are colored.

It's just that color is gray.

"Miaws...."

Moza stopped stepping. Cat voice?

...-TBC-C...

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