MY HOTTEST CAT'S

8

How'this?! Moza can't let Hana and Bad Boy meet. If the two of them meet, maybe Bad Boy can be torn apart by Hana for daring to deceive Moza even though it has not been revealed.

No. gabe. Moza doesn't want that to happen.

"You go into the room now!" moza whispered to Bad Boy who now looks confused.

"Hm? Meanin?"

Moza ruffled her own hair in frustration. The girl pulled Bad Boy's arm and locked him in the room.

"EEHH?!! HOW LOCKED? MOZA NGAPAINN??!!"

"Kill you in the noise."

After that Bad Boy really did not make a sound. Moza adjusted her expression so as not to make Hana suspicious.

"Zp... Could it be if opening the door was a little bit squashy? My mushroom is waiting for her, you know," Hana protests after Moza opens the door.

"Ma... Can you call it a little slow? I hurt my ears, you know," Moza's whistle, Hana laughed innocently.

"What do you want to ask for help with so much food? If you want to ask me to see another guy, I don't want to. Trauma," quulas Moza recalls the Indra incident.

The damn guy who made Moza have to resist the embarrassment of calming Hana who was already emotional like a troublemaker because the guy suddenly ran away in the restaurant.

And Moza couldn't imagine having to experience it again.

"Well, right... Bad to think it continues. I'm not here to ask you for help, Moza. This bag is not food. But the vise I pinjem yesterday, I want to turn around."

Ah... Moza just remembered. Hana borrowed that thing yesterday. But because the contents of Moza's head were so many, he forgot.

"When you know you forgot, mending I just simple, yes. Pretty, right? When else can you get a free vise tool," Kekeh Hana.

"indiscriminately. It was simple at the table. You go home, gih."

"Well? Tumben. Usually also nawarin drink or what kind of cake that."

"Not usually without a bargain do you like to take it yourself?"

Hana laughed a little. "Yes, anyway! I also want to play. All right...."

"...you shall meet the deceiver."

Already Moza dugong. Don't let Hana meet Bad Boy. From Hana's gaze alone, Moza understood that Hana was trying to kill someone.

"He doesn't exist. I told him to go to the shop, " Moza replied. He tried not to look nervous.

Gosh darn. For the first time he lied about a man like this.

"NGAPAIN LO–Haahh's... I know you're trying to make him sure you believe... But what's to get to gini, Za? There are many easier ways than this."

If only Hana knew. Moza's sane side of the brain said so. If you want, Moza can report Bad Boy to the police with various charges. Starting from fraud, residence break-ins, and others.

But his crazy side of the brain chose not to do that. Moza believes one hundred percent there must be a big intention underlying the behavior of Bad Boy. Things the police won't understand.

"You don't have to worry, Na. I know what I'm doing."

Hana sighed, "Gue hope so."

"OKAY. If so, I accept your decision. Because anyway, you yourself can solve this problem. Whatever the way, I'm sure a Moza knows what he's doing."

Moza's smile rose as soon as she heard it. It's nice that Hana believes him. "Thank you, yeah."

"Yes, I went back first. Again, you must be upbeat, and take care of your health. Don't be crazy about this, okay? I have a lot of stock cogan to keep your mental." Hana gave her thumb.

"Sorry not interested. Cogan-cogan you are the same age as me" Moza laughed. "Damf... Am I a fan of om-om what? Even if it's okay to be handsome."

Moza chuckled, "Eh, how come it's the vise, why bring it back? He said he wanted to be turned around?" ask Moza later.

"Not so, ah. I just need to pinjem again. I want to see this guy again. My hair should be shaved." Hana giggles before actually leaving the Moza residence.

And the girl let out a sigh of relief as she confirmed that Hana had really left. Huh... Moza thinks tonight will be the third world war.

He got off the couch, and walked into the room to open the door so Bad Boy could get out.

Come to think of it, pity that guy too. Suddenly Moza pulled into the room, then locked from the outside without knowing anything.

Uh wait. 'Pity'? Fttt....

"Who? How hard is it to open?" moza Gumam. Looks like something's stuck inside.

And it's true. Moza's eyes clearly caught Bad Boy sleeping on the floor curled up like a baby in the womb.

The man scratched his head and went back to sleep.

God fucking. Just this time Moza met a model con artist like this.

...(ฅ^•ﻌ•^ฅ)...

"Inget, if you're there follow me on. Don't go anywhere. Wanna?" Moza looked at Bad Boy's face tightly.

While the one in the face instead gave a blank expression while looking at Moza with raised eyebrows.

"Aren't you, anyway?" moza felt neglected.

"Moza is beautiful."

Eeehhhh??? This fucking fraud. Want to get to when the foul mouth will issue various kinds of jokes that make Moza ticklish?

Patience, Moza. Can't be emotional. Your acting should be natural. Moza.

Fortunately, today is the last day Moza will hear the nonsense from Bad Boy's mouth.

Yep. Moza was planning to 'throw away' her today.

"Whatever. The important thing is not to run away if it's there." Moza reached for her bag and prepared to go to the mall.

"OKAYEE!!!" shouted Bad Boy enthusiastically. He looks excited because he will get new clothes from Moza.

But Bad Boy doesn't know, there's a bigger prize than Moza for him.

...(ฅ^•ﻌ•^ฅ)...

Do you know what to do on Sunday morning? Tambahan while playing mobile phone, jogging or just reading a novel with a warm cup of coffee? It seems like all of that is fun to try.

Yep... Sunday morning was spent accompanying Bad Boy shopping for clothes, although Moza was also the one who would pay for it.

The most horrible Sunday morning in history.

"Feelings from earlier people mengeliatin I continue. There's something weird on my face, isn't there?" murmured Moza because he felt noticed when walking in the mall area.

The girl did not know that she was the center of attention of the mall because of Bad Boy who walked behind her while continuing to look at her with a fluffy smile.

Sounds creepy, right? A man followed the girl with an intense eye gaze especially accompanied by a smile.

But since Bad Boy is handsome, and the social rules say, 'social justice for all good looking people', so no problem.

"Good way, my God." Moza tried to ignore the people who were watching her.

Now the girl was busy looking at Bad Boy's steps like a two-year-old who had just learned to walk.

"Can it be a bit sprightly, anyway? We've been here for almost an hour and haven't gotten anything for you because you're on a long road" Moza protested.

Again Bad Boy just looked at him with both eyebrows raised.

Moza snorted and turned her body. "Good thing this is the last time I'm gonna see this thing."

Arriving at the clothing store, Moza looked through the collection of clothes that this store had. But Moza didn't find a match for (his wallet) Bad Boy.

"Wuidiih there's a loyal customer, nih," a kekeh girl in a black white uniform approaches Moza.

He is Intan aka Moza's friend during High School.

Moza laughed, "Faithful customers. I even forgot when the last time I was here."

Intan laughed too. Until finally his view turned to a male figure with split hair in two wearing a toska sweater with a heart motif standing behind Moza.

"Zp... I don't have a sixth sense. But how can you see demons, huh?" whispered Intan to Moza. And Moza frowned, "I mean?"

"That's behind you there's a demon. But cute." Intan pointed at Bad Boy using his chin.

Moza sighed hearing it. Without even looking, Moza understood who Intan meant.

"That's the guy, Tan. Not the devil."

"Yes, it's so white! So the acquaintance." Intan laughed a little. "Don't let me tell your fiance about this, yeah." Moza looked at him flatly.

"Lo serem's threat too. Yeah-yes, yeah. Don't tell me Rezza, will you?"

"That's why don't you talk weird!" moza.

Uh, wait. Why did Moza seem to ban Bad Boy and Intan from getting acquainted? What's wrong with that?

"From your mouth talking strangely again, mending looking me good clothes, deh," said Moza later.

"Good definition' what do you think, cantiqueee?" ask Intan.

Moza. For a moment he looked at Bad Boy and frowned. "Have been free, it is. The important thing is to fit in a model guy like this."

Intan frowned, "Lo want to buy your girlfriend clothes? Not back?"

Moza rolled her eyes lazily. He had guessed. Intan would say that. "Your eyes! He.. my cousin."

In Moza's heart, God... I'd rather die than have a cousin like him.

Intan laughed amusedly. "I'm so lo, I've dated him. Fuck the cousin or not."

"Hello, Rezza? Nih the naughty Intan." Moza put a cell phone in her ear as if she were on the phone.

"Yes-yes, huh! After that it was very good jailin lo," said Intan still with a laugh. Moza snorted, "Don't let me report you to your boss for not serving customers" Moza threatened again.

"Waduh auto nganggur dong me."

"Eat him! Cepetan searchin I dress for this creature! Yep... The price is not too much, anyway."

"Oh, relax. There must be, really. Just jerk." Intan left for a moment, then returned with a black top.

Moza frowned confusedly, "Tan? I don't want to tell you to get a shirt for an SD kid."

Intan clucked, "Basic. So do not slang the same mulu novel. Precisely cousin lo is fit to wear a small shirt like gini... Let her body look a bit like that."

"Nonsense."

...(ฅ^•ﻌ•^ฅ)...

In the midst of the crowds of people walking crowded in the mall, Moza can still see Bad Boy clearly.

Because maybe the man was wearing a white shirt that he had just bought at one of the stores. Because in Intan's shop, the stressed girl even offers clothes that are not worth wearing on Bad Boy.

The first is a mini-size shirt, and the last is hotpants. Did Bad Boy wear pants like that?

Sinting indeed.

"Moza's... Which way is it going?" asked Bad Boy while turning his head to the left-right as if he was confused.

WHATEVER YOU! IT'S BETTER IF YOU GO FAR AND LIVE, LET ME BE FREE FROM YOUR CRAZY MODEL CHEATER!!

"We sit down, yuk. I'm thirsty."

Again and again... Moza could only get angry in his heart.

But wait a minute. After asking him directions, Bad Boy suddenly looks silent while focusing his gaze on one point.

Moza was confused and approached him, "What are you doing? Let's buy a drink first. Thirsty too, right?"

"What's the look, anyway?" muttered Moza was curious while looking at the point that Bad Boy saw.

There is a stall covered with lights out in the right corner. It seemed like no merchant had been willing to rent a stall at that point. That's why the place is like....

"...Dark."

Moza turned to Bad Boy, "You mean?"

"Mogi doesn't like the dark."

...-TBC-C...