For Kahiyang

64: Eiffel Tower

On the second day in Paris, Satria took her daughter to Disneyland. All day, Satria and Hanna surrounded that vast area. Hanna looks so happy. As if the disappointment he felt was cured.

Disneyland Resort Paris is a Disney-themed entertainment complex located in Marne-la-Vallee, Paris, about 30 km east of Paris, France and can be reached by car and RER. The train station is also served by TGV, Thalys, and Eurostar with 2 playgrounds, Disneyland Paris and Walt Disney Studios.

"Papa, Hanna wants it," he pointed it at a minnie mouse hat.

Satria who was holding Hanna because her daughter was exhausted, according to her.

"Hanna wants two, Papa," she asked.

"Two?" ask Satria.

Hanna nodded her head. "One for Hanna, another one for beautiful sister," she replied and smiled very sweetly, as if she was seducing Satria.

"Alright," Satria granted Hanna's request. Hanna will give the hat to Kahiyang. Satria really hopes that his meeting with Kahiyang will run smoothly.

One minnie mouse hat was put on by Hanna, and the other was kept in Satria's backpack.

"It's late afternoon, we're back at the hotel?" ask Satria softly.

"Yes, Papa. Hanna was tired," she replied, embracing Satria's neck, hiding her face. Hanna's getting sleepy.

"Tomorrow morning to the Eiffel Tower. So, Hanna needs to rest. But before, Papa's daughter had to eat first" Satria said as she continued to walk towards the parking lot.

While in Paris, Satria has rented a car to facilitate mobility during a vacation there.

"Yes, Papa," he answered and closed his eyes, very sleepy.

Satria continued to focus on driving, occasionally staring at her daughter who was asleep on her right side. His happiness is not perfect. But by seeing Hanna happy like today, it feels like Satria is also happy.

Tomorrow, Satria will bring her memories back. Memories of being with someone he had long forgotten his face. The first meeting that somehow still remains in memory.

Arriving at the hotel, Satria orders some dinner for herself as well as Hanna. Order delivered to room.

"We're going to London, Papa?" hanna asked, chewing on the fries.

Satria who was cutting meat, snapped his hand movements. Staring at Hanna who was waiting for an answer.

Satria nodded, "yes. The day after we go to London" he replied.

"Yeay .." cried Hanna, got up from her seat and swayed to and fro. Satria laughed to see it.

"Corn, spend! then we go to sleep" Satria said.

"Okay, Papa," he answered, sitting down to finish the rest of the meal on the plate.

Hanna sleeps in her father's warm embrace. In a hotel room that is so spacious and luxurious, only in an apartment by the two of them. There are only Satria and Hanna. Especially for his daughter, Hanna. Only with that, Satria treated her daughter's disappointment in her troubles with Ingrid.

"Papa, just want to see Hanna happy," - rubbing the tops of the heads - "excuse me Papa, also Mama. We can't be good parents to Hanna" he continued. Satria shed her tears, feeling guilty at the fate of her daughter. Satria promised to continue with her daughter, making her happy at any time.

The night was quite cold. The temperature in the spring of Paris reaches 11°C, and can be even lower. And tonight, it rained pretty hard.

Enjoy a cup of hot coffee in the rain, while looking at the Eiffel Tower behind the window. Satria remembered Kahiyang. The day after tomorrow, he and Hanna will fly to London. Will everything go well? Does Kahiyang want to see him? The questions keep coming up and making it a dilemma.

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In the morning after breakfast, Satria and Hanna are preparing to walk down the road to the Eiffel Tower area. The hotel they were staying at was very close. Just a few minutes walk, the view of the Eiffel Tower and its surroundings is plastered.

Hanna was so happy. His face looked up and cried out in amazement. For the first time, Hanna saw the tower that became an icon of the romantic city. Beautiful tower, towering.

Who does not know the Eiffel Tower, or what the French call it, La Tour Eiffel?

It is one of the most famous landmarks in the world and the tower has a fairly long history.

The Eiffel Tower was designed for the 1889 World’s Fair in Paris and was intended to commemorate the centenary of the French Revolution and showcase the modern mechanical prowess of France on the international scene.

(article written by : Rizky Setiawan, edited by : Aprillia)

There is one thing that should not be missed if you are already in this place, which is to climb to the top of the tower which is 325 meters high. The offer is clear, presenting a beautiful view of Paris.

Satria took Hanna, waiting for tickets at the counter east of the boulevard because it looks quiet compared to the counter that leads to the Trocadero palace. At the end of the week like now, many foreign and local tourists who want to climb the Eiffel Tower. Therefore, there is a long queue snaking at some counters.

After waiting in line, Satria and her daughter boarded a transparent elevator that was part of the Eiffel Tower. Slowly, the elevator rose and brought it up to a height of 325 meters. The entire city of Paris looks beautiful with white buildings that dominate. No wonder Paris in ancient times was called Lutetia by Julius Caesar, which means white area.

"Wahhh .." exclaimed Hanna, amazed by the beauty of Paris from the top of the tower. Instead of being scared, Hanna looked really happy.

Satria pulled the corner of her lips,"Papa's son was happy?" tanyanya while lifting Hanna and then in her car.

"Yes, Papa. Hanna was very happy," said Hanna, stretching out her hands. "Thank you, Papa," kissed Satria on both cheeks.

"If Papa's daughter is happy, all must be Papa realized," he said. Hanna hugged Satria's neck. His father was amazing. All his wishes are always obeyed and always there in every precious moment. Very different from his mother, Ingrid.

The elevator goes back down. Hanna is no longer in her arms. The little princess had pulled him out and captured his memories by taking pictures in front of the Eiffel Tower.

The result of several photos on the phone while Satria was observing, the smile continued to linger. Hanna really looks very happy.

"Hanna ..." exclaimed Satria. His daughter was not next to him. His chest pounded. Hanna's gone out of sight. Satria continued to search throughout the vast courtyard of the Eiffel Tower.

There's no way her daughter's gone that fast. The condition of the vast lawn was indeed very crowded. Satria is afraid Hanna is kidnapped by strangers.

Satria continued to search as she kept shouting mentioning Hanna. People just look at it without offering help or providing information.

At one point, Satria flicked her steps. It was as if the breath as well as the life around him had come to a halt. Satria found Hanna.

"Hanna ..." she cried softly. The daughter turned her head with her left hand clutching a pink love-shaped balloon rope.

"Papa .." exclaimed Hanna and he moved the rope to his right hand, then his left hand he hooked on the tapering fingers and pulled it, approaching Satria.

"Kahiyang .." said Satria lirih. Kahiyang nodded, smiling slightly.

To be Continued...