MY HOTTEST CAT'S

26

"The mozaa!! Here's Mogi help!"

At two o'clock this afternoon, Moza was sweeping the front yard of the cafe while tidying up the glasses of former visitors sitting there.

"No need. You go to Dalem again there."

"What is Moza? Mogi wants to help. Here!"

Moza sighed, "Mogi... Wanna massage, won't you?"

And the man in a long white T-shirt instantly fell silent. Mogi looked down and nodded small.

"Yes Mogi nurut."

Moza smiled, "It's you going to the court again, huh? You take it and wash it. Okay?" Moza gave the glasses to Mogi.

"Okayee, Moza! Meluncuurr!! Yenwl!"

Mogi took the glass and ran into the cafe, stretching out her arms as if she were an airplane.

Moza chuckled small. The girl felt like a mother who was tricking her son not to bother him in order.

Moza then resumed his activities. At least until the girl sees a guy in a casual yellow T-shirt and long brown pants.

It might not feel funny if Moza does not realize that this guy in front of him is Billy who is wearing the apron of Memories cafe employees.

"Well, whoa, whoa... There's something wrong with the head of our manager on this one." Hana suddenly came with a fork in her hand.

"Suddenly you want to use an apron?" hana asked then while pointing her fork at Billy.

Billy put a fork out of his face, "As a responsible manager who cares for his employees, I want to help you serve customers starting today...."

"...Cool, right?"

Moza laughed, "Good, tuh. The more people help, the better off."

"Well... Dismissed my hope of not seeing your nyebelin face. Usually I helped because you always diem terbelor in the room lo. But this..?"

"Hopefully I can still be sane." Hana threw her cynical gaze at Billy who looked relaxed.

"Lo's supposed to be like Moza, Na... He wants me to help. If Moza said earlier, the more help in the cafe, the more clean it is also."

Hana snorted, "That's the translate of 'We want to go home spit'."

"Udah, no. Mending us to dalem again. But now, this is Billy guarding the cashier. Try it for the first time. How's it?" Moza gave a suggestion at the end of his sentence.

Billy and Hana nodded at the same time.

"Let see how much patience this frog stock faces a variety of species of magical customers."

...(ฅ^•ﻌ•^ฅ)...

"Please see the menu, brother."

Moza smiled kindly at a woman in a gray suit and white shirt as well as a short black skirt.

It is very typical of office employees.

"I'd like to order apple pie with the capuccino less sugar one to take home."

Moza finished taking note of the customer's order, "Pie apple and cappucino less sugar. Anything else?"

"No, that's all. A little bit of a squeeze, yeah. I don't have much time."

Moza slightly flinched. Again he had to face customers with models like this.

Okay. Do not let any conflict occur.

"If so please wait at the table over there, yes. The order will be delivered soon."

"Who? Should I wait first? I told you I don't have much time. Not horrified, anyway?" The woman is seen folding both hands in front of her chest.

Moza sighed. The girl had indeed become a charmer to serve creatures like this.

But every time this happens, Moza is upset too.

"Again usually all the menus are already available, so if there are customers just love. Well... how, anyway? Try to see the manager."

God fucking. How'this? At hours like now, Billy is busy doing his business in his own room.

"What's up, Moza?"

Moza and the woman both turned to Mogi who had just finished washing the dishes on the back.

"It... This brother ordered a menu to take home, but again in a hurry and did not have time to wait for his order. Behind there's a ripe apple pie, isn't it?"

Without responding to Moza's words, Mogi turned to the woman who had grumbled earlier who now even looked dreamy looking at Mogi.

"Sorry, Brother. Is there another menu that you ordered?"

Moza was shocked to hear it. The girl even had to convince herself that what she was looking at right now was Mogi, aka an adult male with the mentality of a seven-year-old child.

But why didn't Mogi's style of speech just sound like usual?

The woman awakens from her daydream, "Ah... Capuccino less sugar's. I also ordered it."

Mogi nodded lightly and then recorded back her order. The man smiled slightly until both dimples were clearly visible.

"Sister's order will be ready soon."

"O–oh's... That, huh? Errata, deh. No need to take it home. Eat here only. I have a lot of free time, really. Just relax do not have to rush," said the woman while looking at Mogi.

Mogi smiled again, "May. Apple pie and cappucino less sugar to eat here. Please wait at the table, yeah...."

"...honey."

...(ฅ^•ﻌ•^ฅ)...

"Lo's eyes make me afraid to know, don't you?"

Hana shuddered in fear when she realized that Moza was looking at her from earlier with a creepy look.

"Lou's eye oath was like to take it off. Ape anyway, Za?"

"What did you teach Mogi?"

Without having to ask Mogi, Moza di already knows who the mastermind behind the one word that was thrown by Mogi who successfully made it gap wide earlier.

The one being asked remained silent. Hana's small brain was trying to process Moza's words just now.

"Oh... That's...." Hana finally understood. "Gue just taught him how to interact with customers, really," he continued.

"With the word 'honey'? Na's... You can tell which one interacts, and which one's a zombie, right?"

Hana chuckles, "Gue didn't tell her to do that. I just said it had to be more friendly. The kid is too creative...."

"...Why anyway? With him so will not make customers offended, right? Customers even feel at home here. When else can it be called 'sad' same cogan, try?"

Moza. Hana's words were right. Moza thought about it.

But somehow he was not used to the sudden change in Mogi's attitude like that.

Where when he saw clearly Mogi spoke to the female customer earlier. The man looks more mature with his speech style is smoother and not as noisy as usual.

But....

...why is Moza not happy?

Do not ask why, because Moza himself was confused. It's just, seeing Mogi act like she was making it feel....

...strange.

"Hi, guys! I'm missing something, aren't I?"

"Guys, goys, guys, goys... Lo cosplay as yutuber?" cynical Hana. "Just use apron if you still sit well in a cool air-conditioned room," continued the girl.

"Yes I can't do anything about that. I do a lot of work, not just menyinyirin others doang. Sorry, yeah." Billy smiled in anguish.

Hana snorted, "Many work you mean it's another word from 'Watch the nganu video', right? That's when I agree. That's how it looks like it's already on your laptop."

"Lo's mouth! Do I use nyimpen videos with you all? Usually that's the culprit."

Hana laughed cynically, "Don't pretend to be careless. I know the temperature. I know you are a video city. Aye, right? Why, right?"

"What's that nganu video?"

Hana, Billy including Moza turned to Mogi who had just come up with a glass of strawberry yogurt in her hand.

Unlike Hana and Billy who seemed to laugh at Mogi's innocence just now, Moza actually sighed while stroking her chest.

Somehow Moza was relieved to see Mogi was still a small child trapped inside the body of an adult male.

...(ฅ^•ﻌ•^ฅ)...

"His son, huh?"

Moza chuckled when he saw Mogi still sipping a glass of strawberry yogurt with both hands holding the strawberry.

And the one asked just nodded while giving his two thumbs up without stopping to suck the drink.

"Moza want?" ask Mogi later. "You nawarin live ice doang. Thanks a lot, you know," Moza's circus after seeing that in the glass that Mogi held only a few ice cubes left with a little foam yogurt there.

"Did? The ice is good too! Moza doesn't know, does he?"

"Obviously I don't know. I never eat ice. Why too? It's hard, it's not gonna taste anymore."

Mogi geleng-geleng, "Let Mogi showukkin. The ice is good, tau!"

Mogi then pretended to raise her glass high and was about to drop the ice cubes to land right into her mouth.

Destiny: It's not that easy. I will give you punishment, Caper creatures.

And, yeah... Because fate had said so, finally the ice cubes even landed on the clothes that Mogi was wearing.

As a result, his clothes were wet mixed with futile foam yogurt that was still attached to the ice stone.

If only Mogi had not removed her apron, it might not have looked too wet and dirty.

"Mogy... Do you know that what you're wearing now is white?"

Mogi swallowed her own saliva. The man looked into Moza's eyes several times which seemed to be ready for a big upset.

"M–Mogi will clean this up! Promise!"

Moza took a long breath. Fortunately, there was not a single visitor who occupied the table because it was a late time, so Moza did not hesitate to babble at this boy.

"Promise, promise but not clean up either. Go to the bathroom there!"

"Yes later, Moza. Mogi must have cleaned up."

"Who? How later? I don't want you to be a dirty kid, yeah. If your clothes are dirty, there will be a lot of cockroaches...."

"...Want to get bitten by a cockroach?"

Mogi slammed, "TIDAAAAKKK!!!!"

Suddenly the man got up from his chair and ran as fast as the wind towards the bathroom.

Moza laughed to see it. Although it was annoying, the end result was always the same.

Moti always makes her smile.

And Billy, that guy just came out of his room. His expression was clearly confused when he saw Mogi running like she was being chased by a ghost.

"He why?" Billy approached the table where Moza was sitting, while the girl gave a small chuckle in response.

"Mogy... Turns out he was diligent too."

Moza was silent before finally nodding, "Yes... Arguably. I'm not wrong about telling him to help us?"

Billy only responded with a small laugh, before the atmosphere finally felt quiet again.

If not accompanied by Hana, this is what happens if Moza and Billy are in the same atmosphere.

What must accompany is silence.

"Zec."

Moza looked up to hear his name called.

"Moza's."

Moza frowned while laughing, "What, Bil?"

Billy ducked. Several times the man tapped his feet on the floor while throwing his eyes away.

Moza was confused. What's wrong with Billy? What topic is capable of making him like the one who is holding back this bowel movement?

"Repile..."

Billy puffed up and looked at Moza.

"...Why?" Moza continued to ask.

Billy was silent for a moment, "Gue–"

"The moza!!! Go, yuk!"

Both of them turned to Mogi who had just finished cleaning in the bathroom. The man appears to be approaching the table where Moza and Billy are sitting while skipping around.

"Just a minute. I'll have another conversation" said Moza.

Hearing this, Mogi turned to Billy. As a result, the gazes of the two men met before Mogi finally threw her face and looked back at Moza.

"But Mogi laper."

Moza sighed, "I'm the worst if you're like this. Patience, Mogi... It won't take long."

"Yes, deh. Mogi goes home first, continues to cook alone in the kitchen. All of Mogi made Moza. Moza what do you want to eat?"

Moza gasped at hearing it.

A motive? A kitchen?

No. gabe.

"Sorry, Bill. Tomorrow again, yes. I don't want my apartment to fire because Mogi can't even cook anything."

"Oh... It's okay to relax."

As Moza moved, Mogi held the girl's hand tightly and began to walk.

While Moza, the girl wrestles in her mind between thinking about what Billy was going to talk about, and imagining how nervous it would be if Mogi was in her kitchen.

The creature that was not even used to being in the kitchen for ten minutes was not to be expected.

And Billy, the guy just stared at Moza and Mogi who started walking away on his back. Until finally he saw Mogi looking at him with a smile.

"We go home first, yeah...."

"...Om."

...-TBC-C...