MY HOTTEST CAT'S

36

Time has shown ten o'clock at night. The times where Memories cafe staff rested their bodies after a tired day.

Whether it's physically tired from working for a few hours, or inner fatigue due to facing a variety of magical customers.

Just like Moza. The girl had just removed her apron and sat down in the customer seat.

Moza tied up her brown hair and drank a glass of moccachino that she was carrying earlier.

"Udah is closed, Ma'am. Come tomorrow," said Hana who had just arrived.

The girl took Billy with her, who was carrying two glasses of matcha latte in her hand.

"It's a really new couple." Moza laughed at Hana and Billy's closeness. The two are more often joined together.

Even during working hours, both hands seemed to have been covered in glue. Because it doesn't come off even for a second.

Yes, even though the crazy ones want to stay with it Hana.

"You hold Billy, Na. He won't run away, either, kali," said Moza, sipping his coffee.

"I believe he won't run away. But what if there's a crazy aunt who wants to kidnap her?" Hana is looking at Billy.

Billy laughs, "Crazy auntie? You talk to yourself again?"

"Oh... Bummer, yes. I'm not sorry this malem is dead, you."

"God... Can't you just talk about it both? There is still me, you know," said Moza sultry with the typical topic of this couple.

"Oh yeah, Za."

"Hmm?"

"Gue didn't see the Mogi from earlier. Where's she going?"

Billy frowned, "Newly aware? She wasn't there, Hana."

"Ah... I forgot to say. He's got a fever again. Noisy people can't sleep for hearty tea."

"Yes still lucky to ask for tea doang, Za. If you ask for 'other', it will be troublesome. There's no experience either."

"meaning?"

"Udah, Za. If you do that, Hana is getting more and more clear."

"What, anyway? I'm not going to Gak–Ah... Understand."

Hana laughs, "What's that?"

"Udah, ah. Dirty brains I'm talking to you."

The contents of Hana's head were no longer helped. Seeing an electric pole in the middle of the road alone can laugh at itself. I don't know what he's thinking.

That mess was in his brain.

"Hm... Na, Bill... I'm gonna talk."

"By the way, Za?" ask Billy.

"The smell of deep talk."

"Not... These. Anu...."

"What the hell, Za? I'm like a new kid, Ospek knows, right? Whyaa??" Hana rage also long.

"I. There is a plan to give birthday surprise to Mogi. How do you think?"

....

Even the rickets are silent.

"What did you say just now? Birthday surprise?"

Moza was silent for a moment, "The wrong one, huh?"

"mmm... I don't think I'm wrong, anyway. Cuma–"

"This is it, love... Birthday surprise is not wrong. What's wrong is when you give a birthday surprise to Momogi...."

"...do you know when is her birthday?"

Honestly, Moza doesn't know. That's vivid. How could Moza know the date of birth of a cat he found on the street?

Yes even though now the cat is already a noisy man, spoiled, ignorant and unlucky handsome.

"I don't know when her birthday is. But I remember exactly when I found him the first time. And I want a surprise that day...."

At first glance, it sounds funny indeed. But there is no other precious day to be a Mogi. Other than when Moza saved her from the cold rain of the day.

The first day on which that bluish eye luster Moza could see.

"...why?"

Hearing her, Hana and Billy exchanged glances. The two were silent for a moment before finally nodding in agreement.

"Yes!! Thanks, guys! You guys are indeed–"

"Best friend. Ye, ye, yeh... I know, I know."

"No. Best pumpkin!"

Hana pouted, "Tonjok no, yes...."

"But, Za."

"Yes?"

"Why are you thinking about giving a surprise to Mogi? Why yesterday?" Billy asked.

"Surely, I've been thinking about this for a long time. You only know what Mogi Kayak used to be. If I give you a surprise, there he even requests a car-mobilan a full truck...."

"...but now it's different."

Moza smiled, "He's an adult."

Yep. Moti that is now mature enough, at least to understand how to appreciate, and feel a feeling called....

...happiness.

"And you know what surprise you want?" Billy asked back afterwards.

"Not knowing, either."

"No need to be confused, Za."

"Do you have an idea?"

"Lo stayed in a short shirt, kept sitting on Mogi's thigh. I'm sure it'll be the most meaningful surprise...."

"...as good as good."

Billy's whirling too, "Hm? Hannah? Who's that?"

...(ฅ^•ﻌ•^ฅ)...

"Gi."

"Mogy."

"Hey... Wake."

"Mogiii... Banguunn...."

I don't know how many minutes Moza spent just waking up a lump of lazy meat called Mogi.

Since then, Moza has been shaking the body of the man. Pinching slowly. Even Moza was already patting her cheeks.

Maybe Moza wouldn't have taken the trouble to wake Mogi up like this, if only....

...now it's not eleven o'clock in the afternoon.

"Mmmm.hh...."

Moza heard a voice from the man's pink lips. Mogi's eyes closed, but her mouth kept making strange noises. His eyebrows were raised several times.

Like having a bad dream.

"Engine."

Even though he was asleep, the male aura was still emanating beautifully. Not to mention the sunlight that burst in through the window, making Mogi's face more visible to shine.

It's weird, but Moza likes to see it.

"Shhhh...."

Slowly, Mogi began to open her eyes while holding onto a forehead. The man then looked at Moza who was also looking at him while publishing a smile on his face.

"Good morning, handsome boy."

Mogi smiled hearing that, though,

"By the morning, pretty sister."

Moza chuckled softly. The girl ruffled Mogi's hair in a fit of anxiety.

"That's... Messy it will be," said Mogi pouting while tidying her hair that actually still looks very fine.

"It's okay. You're a handsome fellow, really."

"Don't say that."

"Lho's? Why?"

"I'll kiss you later."

Gee whiz... This kid, inner Moza.

"Udah ah let's get up. What time is it?"

"And I'm sick, Moza."

"That's no reason to sleep like a kebo. Wake up! No sleep is good for sick people."

"Yes, yeah. I guess I can't sleep on."

"Can?? That's why I woke up."

"But if you keep seeing... Can you?"

Moza silently looked at Mogi with her flat face.

"OKAY. I think you're healed."

If Mogi claims to be sick, but her mouth can still say ridiculous things like that....

...then that means the sick one's his brain.

"Cured, dong. There's Moza."

"Hm... Now hush. I'm gonna compress you."

Even though her mouth is still ridiculous, Moza knows that Mogi is still sick. It seems like his brain is hurting more.

Then, Moza prepared her compress and placed it on Mogi's forehead which was still lying. While the man just silently looked at Moza who was arranging to make the compress not fall.

"Thank you, yeah."

Moza looked directly at Mogi's face.

"There's still a lot to take care of this spoiled, crybaby and mutebelin kid, Moza."

Moza smiled, "Less one more. Noisy."

"Yes, yeah. And noisily," Mogi smiled, "I promise to be more independent, and even more able to take care of you. I'm not gonna be as childish as I was."

Tranquilize feeling. Heard Mogi speaking while looking at that sweet smile. The position of the man lying down.

"But, Gi...."

"...Sometimes I like to miss the same you that used to."

"Oh yeah?"

Moza nodded. "Sometimes I like to remember... A plain, agile Mogi, or even a flattering Mogi is lied to when a kiss is a cupcake...."

Mogi snorts, "Hana fucking."

"...but that doesn't mean I'm not grateful for the situation right now. The present moti turned out to be good too when invited to chat."

The two of them smiled at each other by exchanging looks. That big black pupil could clearly see Moza in those adorable eyes of Mogi's.

"Yes.if I wasn't just talking. Anything can be delicious hehehehe."

"Well, here it is. When it comes to this, you're a real duplicate of Hana."

"indiscriminately. I'm not a terror of him."

"Same aja. Your brain, if washed, the water's gonna be brown."

Both laughed out. And either reflex or not, but Mogi's burly hand suddenly grasped Moza's hand.

"Thank you, babe."

Chup!

...-TBC-C...