MY HOTTEST CAT'S

34

Two years later....

A girl in an old brown T-shirt and short jeans had just finished tidying up her bedroom.

Folding the quilt, opening the curtains, wiping the windows, everything was done by the girl with the ponytail hair.

But then, the girl turned to her phone that was ringing on the table, then answered the incoming phone call.

"The moza?"

Moza, the brunette girl smiled when she heard that. The voice of an old man, whom he longed for so much.

"Hello, Dad?"

"Ah... It really is your number. How are you doing? I'm afraid I got the wrong number."

"Dad not save my number? Very bad."

"Not that... After Dad's HP was damaged yesterday, I immediately asked for your number. But Billy was afraid to give someone else's number to Dad. Still mending to others...."

"...If suddenly fitting on the phone turned out to be a plus-plus incandescent? It's a danger."

Moza laughs. This old man really....

"What father is there? Healthy, right?"

"healthy, really. Just a little cough."

"Coughs??? How then?"

"Yes, that's okay."

"It's not. You have to be healthy."

"Ngaco. Do you think the father of the time machine can't get sick? Dad just coughs a little. It's okay."

"But I told Billy?"

"Ngapain told the boy?"

"Lho's? My father is sick. Billy should know, dong."

"When he knows, at most just tell a lot to eat or often rest. Very cliche. Though buyin food, cake. Beverage, cake...."

Moza smiled. Hearing Ferdy's rant, Moza realized that the term 'the older the age, the more childish the attitude' was right.

"...I want a bajigur."

"Well... My dad is in Amsterdam. Not Cihampelas."

"Yes, huh? I should've gone to Cihampelas."

Moza bobbing heads, "Jeez...."

"Oh, yes. How's it going in there, Za?"

"Feelings from earlier Father nanya someone else continues. Me, Hana... But not Billy. I doubt he's Dad's real son."

"Yes, if you can sell it anyway, Billy I've been selling it for a long time."

"Gtl!! I'm going to Billy, huh hahahaha...."

"But seriously... Hana how? He's all right, right?"

"He's good, really."

If only Ferdy knew. The only thing that can make a Hana is not okay, it's just a matter of money. So long as there is money....

...Hana's gonna be fine.

"Daddy relieved by her. From yesterday, I was scared."

"Fear... why?'

"Dad's afraid Hana's fuckin' Billy."

The tea that Moza was drinking was barely even gushing out so she wanted Moza to laugh.

"On that matter, I'm afraid Billy's been fucked with Hana."

"But no, really. They're both fine. I don't have much of a mind. Just be healthy in there, okay?"

"Yes... I think Dad should be less-make a macem-macem."

"the food... That's it, now I'll rest."

"Yes that's it. I'll close first, yeah."

"Yes, Dad."

"Eeehhh!! Don't, Moza."

"What's? Why, Dad? Dad why???"

"Buy bajigur here where, huh?"

The two laughed before Ferdy hung up his phone.

For a moment, Moza stared at the home screen on her phone. The screen of the dead phone, making Moza able to see his own face.

Moza chuckled small. In the past, Moza had hated to look in the mirror, or see the reflection of his face because of several things.

And one of those 'things' is her mother.

But not anymore. The mirror in Moza's place is no longer dusty. Moza also no longer hates the rain that reminds him of the moment of his father's death.

But that doesn't mean the trauma is gone. It's just....

...Moza is trying to be more mature.

"Aaww!!"

Moza immediately woke up from his daydream and was aghast. The girl turned to a man who had just screamed in pain.

The man was holding a broom in his left hand. The man stood by the door, still wiping his fingers.

Moza smiled.

"Why, Mogi?"

Mogi looks at Moza. For a moment, the two looked at each other.

"I'm okay, really."

'me'.

I don't know. Moza had long heard it coming out of Mogi's mouth. But it is interesting for Moza to remember the past, and compare it with the present.

It seemed like just yesterday Moza found a naked man who was suddenly in his bed. The man claims to be a cat, which Moza believes is crazy about.

The man was noisy, naughty, annoying, whiny as well as ignorant. Ah. and childish. That trait is very attached to Mogi. The man even called himself by his name. The name of the gift from Moza of course.

But now....

No more annoying, whiny, childish Mogi. Now there is only Mogi, a handsome man with a more mature personality.

Finished with a monologue on her head, Moza got off the sofa and approached Mogi who was standing.

*chup!

Mogi. For a moment, the man blinked his eyes quickly, then looked at Moza with a slightly shocked expression.

"Why all of a sudden?" ask Mogi.

"Hm... I want to" replied Moza lightly.

Moza could see Mogi sighing. And the girl was startled when Mogi threw the broom she was holding onto the floor, then approached towards her.

The two got closer, until Moza could feel Mogi's burly hands hugging her waist.

The eyes of the two meet. The roar of Mogi's breath, all Moza can feel. The chest of the field belonging to the man was very close to his face.

Then, Moza felt Mogi's hand start rubbing the nape of her neck. Moti brought Moza's face closer, and****** her lips.

In a second, Mogi was getting wild. The man increasingly devoured Moza's lips with his hands that seemed ready to explore.

Unwilling to continue standing, Mogi held Moza and took her to lie down on the sofa and resumed her activities.

For some reason, the air was so hot for Mogi. Sweat began to wash his forehead. Mogi then took off her black shirt.

Automatic, Mogi bare-chested on top of Moza who was lying down.

Finished with the business of the shirt, Mogi again evenap Moza's lips greedily. The man also ventured into the neck of Moza, to make a kissmark there.

Moza's hands could not remain silent. The girl placed her hands on Mogi's chest, while occasionally stroking the man's athletic belly.

But then... Moza felt something unnatural. Some of the kissmarks that Mogi is making are starting to hurt.

That man is in disarray.

"Hey... Slow down."

Mogi stopped for a moment. The man looked towards Moza, and Moza's neck was filled with reddish-colored dots.

"Arrghh stupid."

Mogi lowered her head and lay down on Moza's side. The man rubbed his own face with a long sigh.

Moza chuckled, "It's okay."

Mogi looks at Moza. "So I was rude, huh?"

"No, really."

"Lied."

"Seriously no, Mogi."

"Huuff...." Mogi sighed, then hugged Moza in a state that was still bare-chested.

"Sorry...."

Moza laughs. "It's okay." Moza stroked and ruffled the little hair of the man.

Still fragrant strawberry, inner Moza.

"Next time don't do it again" said Mogi who was still in Moza's arms.

Moza looked down to look at Mogi then frowned confusedly, "Hmm?"

"Yes you. Don't you suddenly like that again."

"Year now?" Moza daydreamed for a moment then understood what Mogi meant. "Oh... You mean...."

*chup!

"...don't you like that again?"

Mogi was shocked, before finally snorting. Although still hugging Moza's head on top, Mogi tried to turn her face away.

"Ck bum."

Moza laughed, "Yes-yes. Not again, deh."

"Seriously, Moza. I really don't want to let go again like that. But if you keep going, be honest...."

"...i'm not strong."

Moza smiled at her smile. The girl rubbed Mogi's cheeks, and pinched her with anxiety.

"I'm listening to you, my hottest cat."

...-TBC-C...