MY HOTTEST CAT'S

16

"I'm home."

Moza unlocked the door of her apartment and opened it from the outside. The view of the whole room is neat, also fragrant strawberry fragrant has become commonplace when Moza came home from the cafe.

Yeah, the usual thing... Including seeing Mogi speechless staring at the window.

"I'm coming home" Moza said a second time.

Mogi also looked. Moza could see the man's pink lips published his smile accompanied by both raised eyebrows.

"Yahoooo!!!"

Moza smiled to see Mogi running towards him. But he was confused. D-not focus on whether Mogi until Moza had to repeat his words earlier?

And know what's funny? Moza always expected this reaction from Mogi. Gee whiz....

"It's been a long time! Mogi bosen knows." Mogi pushed her lips up. Moza chuckled, "Yes-yes sorry. There was some extra work, so it was a little late to get home."

"Dimaafin, right?" moza asked to look at the man in front of her who was still advancing her lips. "No. Huh!" Mogi pretended to throw her face away.

Moza chuckled, "Come on... What should I do to make you sorry?"

Mogi fell silent and looked at Moza. The man then turned to the window that was displaying the view of the afternoon with people who were gathering and playing out there.

Just seeing that Moza understands. Mogi wants to play outside. Makes sense indeed. Since deciding to trust each other, Mogi never came out of Moza's apartment.

Yep... No way Moza would do that for no reason. Moza was afraid that someone would hurt Mogi, aka the plain boy who knew nothing.

Not to mention that there could be someone who poked information about Mogi on him. Moreover, this plain bibil has a deadly weapon.

Handsome face.

"Would you like to play?" moza asked, and Mogi turned to him. The man lowered his head and played his fingers, "Can...?"

Moza smiled broadly. The girl throws a small bag on her shoulder and holds Mogi's hand.

"Anything so you can forgive me. Yuk!"

...(ฅ^•ﻌ•^ฅ)...

The vow. This was the first time Moza felt noticed by the surroundings. Where people looked at him while walking with disturbing gazes.

Not to mention their mouths that gaped wide like they were about to swallow. Gee whiz... Just looking at it made Moza creep.

Moza shuddered fearfully past the few mothers who were staring at him and Mogi while gaping wide. Gee whiz... The jaws of the mothers seemed to almost come out so wide.

While Mogi, the man instead focused on looking around while looking here and there at a fast tempo like a child who just saw the outside world.

"Dam. Ghina's sister, again." Moza tried to cover her face with her hands. Because surely various questions will come out of pregnant women that one.

"Eh, Moza! Wanna go where? Tumben's out at this hour. You're home from work?" Ghina walked up to Moza with her right hand carrying a black crackle bag.

See it? Just met, two questions were raised by Ghina. How are you later?

"I–iya, Ma'am. Again want to find food, nih," Moza replied was nervous.

It's free I hope Mrs Ghina doesn't care about Mogi's whereabouts. Because Ms. Ghina must be noisy to see a foreign guy together with me. Especially the guy whose face is like a gini diamond. Aargghh, Inner Moza gave a speech.

"Eh, who's next to you, Za?" Ghina glanced at Mogi who was now in confusion.

Moza smiled fakely, "I–ini... Eum... This... This is my cousin! Aye! It's my distant cousin, Ma'am."

"Oh, time? How did you see the new kid?" ask Ghina.

Is it too evil if I expect Ms. Ghina to contract to stop her? Moza again slammed with his madness.

"He's from Aussie, Ma'am! It's her first time here. That's why I'm going around" replied Moza, the drama queen.

"Oh... Bule, anyway. Keliatan, anyway. Very handsome, yes. Mama wants to faint."

Fainted, Ma'am. Nothing really, inner Moza is insolent.

Ghina stuck out her hand, "Familiar me Ghina. Neighbor Moza."

Instead of replying to Ghina's hand, Mogi instead fell silent while slightly hiding behind Moza.

"A–ah's... I don't speak Indonesian, do I? Ouch... How about this, Za. English grade Red ma'am all."

Moza chuckled forcefully, "N–nah! That's why! He's adapted to the environment here again. But he's a good guy, really! He also looks like he's meeting, Ma'am. That's what we–"

"Good, handsome, this complete package anyway. Gee whiz... What dream did I meet this handsome guy?" ghina muttered involuntarily.

Moza smiled clumsily, "That's it, we go first!"

Moza walked quickly while holding Mogi's hand. While walking, the girl turned to Mogi, "I'm confused. Your handsome face is a gift what a curse, anyway?"

"meaning?" Mogi frowned not understanding. Moza rolled her eyes lazily. He knew this boy would not understand. But, yeah....

The handsome man is free.

"Geeehhhh, Moza!!"

Moza who was holding Mogi's hand was surprised and stopped when the man stopped his steps.

"What's wrong? Don't scream, Mogi! Shame in a public place" said Moza, and Mogi turned to him as a beard.

"...."

Moza frowned, "Huh? What's?"

Damnit. The man was whispering.

"You don't whisper in a public place, Mogi. No wonder."

Mogi moved her lips, "Where, anyway! Earlier Moza said do not be noisy, Mogi's turn is not noisy told to be noisy. Make me dizzy."

Moza clenched her hands while displaying the smile of her horse. This is Moza or Mogi, huh?

"Yes already. Why did you scream earlier?" ask Moza. Mogi pointed to something, "You need ituu...."

Moza's expression was fine until he turned his head and saw what Mogi was showing.

"You.. want a balloon?"

Mogi nodded quickly, "Hu'um."

Gosh darn. Kids today are focused on gadgets. And this kid is still interested in balloons?

"How am I not doing this?"

Mogi was silent for a moment then lowered her head while sighing. The man looked at Moza then and threw his face away in annoyance.

The vow. Looks like Moza should have thousands of ways to deal with this baperan creature.

Hm... I have an idea, Inner Moza.

"I changed the question, deh...."

"...Does the balloon make your stomach full?"

Mogi looked at Moza. What was initially upset, now the man seemed to be acting out of thought.

Mogi shook her head, "No. Not full."

"What makes you full?"

"Hm... Food?"

Moza smiled victoriously, "You know, we're buying food."

Mogi nodded in agreement, "Yes, you can. Let's goooo!!!" he cried out with enthusiasm while raising one hand up like Superman.

Ah, errata. Super-boss.

...(ฅ^•ﻌ•^ฅ)...

"Enak, right?"

Moza chuckled, "Good as good."

"mmmmm... Just said Moza! Mogi is full now! Mogi's stomach looks like a balloon, huh!" mogi exclaimed after his last bite while patting his stomach which had not changed at all.

Rather than a balloon, Moza looked more at Mogi's belly like a beam. Six blocks lined up. Not jelalatan, white T-shirts are quite tight that used Mogi did make the curves of the male body that can vaguely see Moza.

Maybe wash your eyes a little.

Yep. Next time I'll buy him an oversize shirt. So that you can be a bird repellent in the rice fields, Moza murmured in his heart.

"Ikaaaann, ikan...."

Moza and Mogi who were sitting on the bench immediately turned to the sound of a fishmonger passing in front of them.

No. gabe. Not raw fish ready to cook. BUT FISH LIVE. Plastics containing various types of fish were hanging neatly on the cart.

"Kang, Tea, fish?" said the fishmonger to Moza and Mogi. While Mogi frowned confusedly and glanced at Moza then whispered, "Moza... 'Who's Tea Bean?"

Moza chuckled small, "That's a greeting to an older person in Sundanese, Mogi." Moza then turned to the seller, "No, sir. Thanks." Thanks."

"Really, Tea? It–"

"Sundays? It was like a cold drink. Mogi wants to, huh?!" mogi said enthusiastically, and Moza again could only smile.

Smiling annoyed.

Yeah, obviously! You think it doesn't drain patience when it comes to explaining common things to grown men who act like boys?

"Monmaap, this is me still considered right?"

Moza and Mogi turned to the fishmonger who was staring at them with nanar. Moza then smiled slightly, "Eh sorry, sir. But not before. Thanks in advance."

"Really, neng? This is a rare fish. Can flame! Rarely is this."

Mogi stammered, "Nyala? Really?"

Oh, naw. One thing Moza now realized.

Cats love fish.

Moza was aghast as Mogi turned her head towards him and looked at him expectantly.

"Moza's... Mauuu!! Yea? Can you?" ask Mogi. Moza was silent for a moment. The girl didn't know what to respond to.

The vow. Either be embarrassed, or confused. Moza becomes like a pedophile who 'maintains' the boy if Mogi behaves and talks like this.

"I–ikan do what the hell? Buy the others." Moza said as she endured her embarrassment. "That's... Kan said his father the fish can flame! Mogi wants that!" Moti sounds enthusiastic.

"It's not just a flame, deck! This fish is also taken directly from the Amazon river in London!" obviously the seller who even changed the call for Mogi to 'deck' because the behavior of men is like a leak.

Okay, new news for Moza. The Amazon River has moved to London.

In addition to the absurd, it seems it is time for Moza to expel this father so as not to babble much.

"No, Sir. Thanks." Thanks."

"Yeehhhh seriously, neng? I'm here, you know! Tomorrow–"

The salesman stopped talking as he looked at the cynical eyes of Moza. The father shuddered horribly. If Moza was Hana, maybe Moza would say,

"Go from here, or I make you go before God."

"Y–ya I've said goodbye, yes. I don't think there's any point in this nawarin to boys like you. Excuse me."

"Lalaki na jiga son of hayam, ai awewe na jiga maung kitu gusti," murmured the seller before leaving.

Moza took a long breath. He looked at Mogi who was looking at him with a disappointed face.

"So the balloon can't, it turns out fish can't, huh?"

Gosh darn. Moza doesn't even have a child yet. But he seems to understand what it's like to see a child who can't get what they want.

"Not that... It's not for no reason I can't buy you that fish. Obviously I have a reason, dong."

"One of them is because the fish is not rare. In Citarum a lot."

Already explained so, Moza could not see the calm face of Mogi. The man just expressed it like that.

Disillusioned.

Moza sighed again and smiled at Mogi, "You know what the term golden cage means?"

Wait for. As the question just now is not suitable for someone who just thought Sundanese is a type of drink.

"P–anything! You're not ready to pet that fish, Mogi."

Mogi lowered her head, then looked back at Moza, "Why?"

"Answer one. Responsibility."

Mogi frowned in confusion, and Moza smiled looking, "The name of the pet means that we are dedicated to ourselves to take responsibility for caring for something."

"Example you. You want to keep the fish. That means the food, shelter and health of the fish is your responsibility, Mogi."

"And I can see you're not ready for that."

Mogi was stunned, "That's it, huh?"

Moza chuckled, then raised both shoulders. If only the man knew that it was Moza's responsibility at this time.

Moza bak was in the mirror when she said that. Alias said to herself. Since Mogi's arrival, it has automatically been Moza's responsibility.

And don't think Moza said that because it's strong. Because to be honest, Moza knew nothing about all these sickening things.

Yet one word that could make Moza's sense still exists to this very second.

Resignedly.

All that madness and insubordination perished when Moza simply resigned himself to the situation and accepted it.

"The bottom line is, you're not ready to take responsibility for the fish. After all, when you're ready, do you think the fish is trapped in the aquarium?"

"Whatever beauty you arrange the aquarium so that the fish is comfortable, keep the fish cooped up. Not free."

"Understood, right?" moza asked after a long speech. While Mogi shook her head, "Mogi is dizzy. But it looks like Mogi is not ready. Responsibility of the serem."

Moza chuckles to hear Mogi mention responsibility like a person's name alone.

But again Moza was slapped by his own words. In any case Moza accepted Mogi's presence by her side, but still the fact was that the man was confined.

But the thought of it made Moza's head seem to be bald. So let the dozens of crazy logical questions hover in the sky.

For now, Moza only asked for one. So that people do not know the origin of the existence of the real Mogi.

Because of course Moza would be considered crazy because of it.

"Hmmm... It was afternoon, here. We're going home, okay?" bring Moza. Mogi looked at Moza with her brown eyeballs and then gave a small nod.

"Cooky to be sad? Pudahan dong sad! Yuk stand–"

Already half-standing, Moza and Mogi instead sat back down when shocked to hear someone's voice from afar.

"It turns out to be really lo, Za." Hana stopped in front of him while slightly panting.

Moza. By the way about 'no one should know the true whereabouts of Mogi'....

Hana and Mogi looked at each other. While Moza who seemed to want to disappear was so confused what to say.

It's true, yes. 'If a squirrel jumps, it will fall too.'

Smart squirrels can fall, let alone stupid squirrels like Moza.

Doraemon, can you pinjem the door to anywhere, right? inner Moza grimaced.

...-TBC-C...