
Slowly, Moza opened her eyes. He woke up in his bed with a pillow covering part of his own face.
No. gabe. It wasn't the alarm clock, the cell phone alarm, or the morning sunlight that woke Moza up.
I don't know. Moza himself did not know why he woke up without anyone disturbing his sleep. Although Moza is not a slacker, but he still needs a alarm clock, or whatever it is to make him wake up on time.
And again. The problem yesterday was enough to make Moza's head as if circling.
With the bones almost broken, Moza woke up from his bed in limp. The girl walked slowly towards the middle room.
And... Like Moza guessed. Bad Boy was seen curled up on the blue sofa with his eyes closed.
Moza. Regardless of what demon entered it, Moza suddenly crouched down to watch Bad Boy's face sharply.
Seeing this man's face, Moza recalled what happened last night.
The girl stood up and wiped the tears on her face. His nose was red, his skin was as pale as this man before him.
"You're not crying anymore?"
Moza looked Bad Boy in the eye. While the one who was spoken to did not give any response other than replying to Moza with her soft gaze.
"Stop talking like I'm a monster."
Moza stared cynically at Bad Boy, before he left the man standing glued to his place.
Damnit. That expression, that look, and those words... No fraudster can show it all. Not even an actor can convince you of this.
Just a few steps away, Moza stopped his steps and turned around. The girl held onto Bad Boy's already ice-cold wrist, then looked back at him cynically.
Then Moza pulled Bad Boy's hand to come home with him. While the man can only have a confused face, like a daze knows nothing.
Idiot... I'm sorry again, inner Moza.
Fuck the fraudster or not. Besides Bad Boy had indeed convinced Moza, the girl hated the name 'Feel Guilty'.
God fucking. Just remembering it already gave Moza back a headache. Somehow his stupid brain was suddenly convinced of Bad Boy just because of the expression the man showed?
His expression as he spoke in a trembling tone, while apologizing, and even more so when....
...smiling.
No deceiver can smile like that.
But if not a con man then what? Where did this creature come from? Why did he call himself and claim to be Mogi?
Ah... Had enough. Moza did not want to lose his wits from thinking about this troublesome thing continuously.
"Mmmm...." Bad Boy muttered in his sleep. The man changed his sleeping position, then slowly opened his eyes.
"M–maaf, I don't want anything. I saw an insect in your face. Don't get me wrong."
Perhaps those words would have been spoken from Moza's mouth had it not been for the girl to have experienced last night.
That incident was enough to make Moza lazy to do troublesome things. Even to be shocked, Moza felt lazy.
Moza, or Bad Boy just exchanged looks with each other while silent. Usually, Bad Boy would give Moza his morning smile, but due to last night everything felt awkward.
Yep... Another 'nightly incident'.
"Mosa...."
This sound. Moza hates this sound. Because of this hoarse voice that made him continue to feel guilty since yesterday.
"P– morning," muttered Bad Boy in a quiet voice. He was a little stammered because he was still afraid that Moza would yell furiously at him like last night.
"Yes... Morning."
Bad Boy rounded his eyes. Unexpectedly, Moza returned her morning congratulations with a smile.
Yes, although after that Moza back flat-faced.
Originally crouching in front of Bad Boy's face lying on the sofa, Moza stood up and picked up his towel preparing to leave for the cafe.
And, Moza just went to the bathroom. Without a word from his mouth. Bad Boy is confused. That moza....
...Angry or not, anyway?
Finished preparing, Moza tied her hair into a ponytail style. The girl in a white T-shirt and long jeans appeared to be carrying a small bag on her left hand.
"Moza... still angry?"
Moza was stunned to hear it. He turned to Bad Boy who was playing his own finger while looking down.
But Moza was able to see the man occasionally steal a glance at her, before looking down again.
"No...."
Bad Boy raised his head. Again Moza behaved unexpectedly after returning his morning congratulations.
"From the beginning I was never angry with you. I'm just...."
"...confused."
Moza never expected to be involved in any of this anyway. In his life, there was only eating, bathing, working and sleeping.
But Moza never imagined that everything would be this complicated. A stranger suddenly came and claimed to be close to him.
That person was being so kind, that it made Moza who did not believe him and wanted to chase him away so that he looked like a terrible monster.
See it? Fill Moza's head again.
"Yaaa... Although I don't understand, but Mogi is relieved Moza isn't angry." Bad Boy leaned on the sofa quietly.
The man glanced at Moza and smiled, "There's still a lot Moza isn't angry."
...(ฅ^•ﻌ•^ฅ)...
Fucking fucking men. How long will she keep making Moza feel guilty? Seeing her smile alone, it already made Moza feel bad.
Plus those words. Moza was getting bad at it.
"Ouch!" yelled Moza reflex.
The girl arrived in front of the cafe. And just now he just hit the entrance.
Is that not the focus of himself?
"Ah... This is the first time I'm late."
With a limp step, Moza opened the door and entered. Surprisingly, the entire room was dark and silent.
Even though it is still morning, Memories cafe always lights up the lights. No wonder Moza was confused when he saw the entire cafe dark due to the lights that died.
And sunlight is not very helpful because it is covered with clouds.
"Ma... Hannah?" call Moza while occasionally paying attention to her steps. He did not want to hit the thing in front of him again like just now.
"Billy?" call again. But no one said.
Then Moza looked surprised. He was surprised to hear the sound of spoons and forks falling to the floor at the cash register.
"H–Hana? It's not really funny."
"HAPPY'S BIRTHDAY!!!"
The lights lit up, then came the sound of applause and happy birthday chants from some people who suddenly emerged from their hiding places.
Billy, Hana, Arya and Rio are seen coming from the staff room carrying yellow birthday cakes with cute pink candles.
Even some customers were seen singing and clapping around Moza.
Wait for. So today is...?
...(ฅ^•ﻌ•^ฅ)...
"You guys are-there are. Sampe engages all customers," laughs Moza.
Hannah laughed, "Haha... Diliat from the face of you earlier, like you forgot today you birthday. Aye, right?"
Ja. How could Moza remember his own birthday if lately his head was filled with a man who now knows what he's doing in his apartment?
Moza chuckled (fake), "Dih? Who has forgotten too? I just don't think I'd be surprised. So I was a little surprised."
"That's why it's called a surprise" Billy said with a relaxed smile.
"One more time, happy birthday, Za. May all your wishes come true" Billy continued.
Moza smiled, "Amin... Me either. Again, thank you for bothering to do all this. You're all good people."
Seeing her, Hana rolled her eyes lazily while sighing harshly. "Bil, this is the third time you've said 'happy birthday' to Moza. And Za, I forgot how many times, but this is the umpteenth time you say 'thank you'."
"Whispering, lu. My earache," Billy and Hana reply looking at him cynically.
"Oh yes, Za. You made a wish long ago. You have a lot of requests, right? What the hell, anyway?" ask Hana later.
Billy hit Hana softly on the head, "Heh, that's privacy."
Ah that. Suppose Hana knew. Actually, Moza closed his eyes, not because of the large number of requests Moza. Precisely because Moza was confused about what to ask God.
Indeed, every human being must have a desire to be achieved/achieved. Including Moza. Just know, in her diary, there are dozens of desires that Moza wants to reach.
But it was. those desires seemed to evaporate out of nowhere.
"Ajig's very cool. All I'm asking is Moza, not you."
Moza chuckled, "There, deh. By the way, the cake is beautiful. Where did you buy it, huh?"
Moza was very amazed at this birthday cake in front of her. Although it was hers, but Moza could not bear to eat it so beautiful cake.
"Beautiful from where? Something is wrong with his writing. It should be 'Happy Birthday' so 'Happy Birthday, '" Billy said as he glanced at Hana.
"I shouldn't have told a creature like him to decorate this cake," continued Billy.
Also true. After being noticed, there is indeed a letter 'N' that looks like the letter 'H'. Writing letters using cream does require special skills.
Hana's grinning, "Look who's talking. The guy who almost made this cake jatoh don't pantes roasting me."
"Yes, deh. I was wrong. It's wrong I told cake decorating same people who don't know anything about art." Billy laughed mischievously.
Hana clenched her hand, "Lo wants to die today, huh?"
"Yes, anyway! Why be in a fight? I like the cake. Especially the wafer. Very good," said Moza aka the food critic.
"Oh, it's the same Arya Rio who is stacking up," replied Hana. "Where are they going now? There was, right?" confused Moza.
"Yes. But they just flinch. They're sif afternoons," said Billy, and Hana's bells, "Ck, ck, ck... Their level of males is no longer helped."
"Yes... Same as you," Billy chirped. Hana nodded, "Yoi...."
"...Eehh what?!! Here you are, motherfucker!"
Moza laughed when she saw the two friends fighting. Maybe more precisely. Because Hana was ready with the kitchen knife in hand while Billy was still laughing innocently.
"Oh yes, Za. I have some videos of you blowing candles earlier. Wanna see?" ask Billy. Moza nodded, "You, dong. Where's the look."
Instead of a video when blowing candles, Moza's eyes were made wide in shock when it turned out that it was a video when Moza hit the glass door of the cafe when entering earlier.
"OH?! WHAT THE FUCK?? HAPUUUSS!" moza shouted in disbelief. Billy laughed satisfiedly, "Don't want to. It's delicious."
"It's a good thing I'm reflex to tell you that the video-in Moza is coming. If you don't, it won't crack, no." Hana chimed in while laughing.
"Yes, too. Thanks." Thanks."
"Haha relax."
The two of them finally got together.
"Round fighting me, you guys get along. Bummer." Moza.
Billy and Hana laughed. But the basic humor Moza, he even laughed when he saw the two creatures in front of him laughing.
But again Moza's laughter did not last long. For some reason when last night's events flashed through her head, Moza couldn't calm down.
Thousands of questions kept coming back to his head. Not to mention the guilt that keeps approaching.
As her focus daydreamed, Moza did not realize that a pair of eyes were staring at her expression.
Billy's gaze was hard to guess.
...-TBC-C...