
Yesi patted and pinched her cheeks several times to ascertain whether she was dreaming or something. Because, boro-boro to Paris, to bali aja can be counted on the fingers.
Understandably both parents apply the life of Jesi do not like to waste money. Therefore, meeting the family of Yesa, especially her parents, Yesa made Yesi an impromptu billionaire.
Upon arrival at Charles de Gaulle airport, we took a taxi to the hotel where we were staying, finally we arrived at the hotel and took care of the check-in procedures at the reception desk.
We chose a room that has a beautiful view directly towards the tower of pride of French citizens, especially if not the Eiffel tower.
The hotel we stayed at was Pullman Paris Tour Eiffel. It is about 400 meters from the Eiffel Tower. With such a close distance, I can enjoy it even if just staring from behind the window.
"You like it, Jesse?" ask Isaiah with a happy smile.
My gaze was fixed to the side, with a wide smile I asked Yesi.
"Yes, Yesa. Thanks for coming here" said Yesi. I nodded and ventured into kissing Yesi's left cheek.
I stood sideways and ruffled Yesi's hair.
"This is a gift for the smart one who is ranked first in class" said Yesa with a sweet smile.
At once the look on the face of Yesi was very happy because finally the completion of the streets to Paris.
Once again, I'm scrambling Yesi's hair.
"Gue take a shower first, you want to come? all of us take a bath together." said Yesa again.
"Basic bawdy. there bathe yourself! do you need Yesi to buy Yesa a rubber duck for Yesa to take a bath?" yesi said her eyes bulged instantly and with all her might Yesi pushed my body.
"Have a child with a virgin macem-macem" said Yesi, shaking her lips.
The corner of my lips lifted.
"if Yesi changes her mind, just go in, the door I do not lock" said Yesa winked after it disappeared behind the bathroom door.
Finished shower Yesa takes her hape she intends video call with Mama. Then look for her Mama's contacts and make a video call. After a while, Mama's face appeared to fill the screen hape.
"Assalamualaikum, Ma?" my greeting is carefree.
"Waalaikumsallam.Mama's only boy who is on vacation in Paris with his girlfriend. Mama does not want souvenirs, Mama wants you to go home later both the same Yesi who is important healthy continues." replied Mama as well as praying.
"Happy holiday for you and Yesi" said Papa who suddenly joined nongol on the screen hape.
After Papa said that, the video call was interrupted. I shrugged my shoulders, then stepped near the window, the plan was to take pictures of the two of them to show off to friends. It is good for those who see to be envious.
After taking a picture and sending it to a group chat, I decided to re-enter. It just so happens that Yesi is neat.
"Yesi where are you going? How's it neat?" isaiah was full of questions.
"Yesa doesn't want to go for a walk? yes already, Yesi alone." replied Yesi while patting my jidat slowly.
"Eh-eh, Yesa's coming with dong!" said I pulled Yesi's wrist and took her to a chair.
"Yesi wait here, huh? Yesa take a shower first. Not long, really." said Isaiah again.
I rushed into the bathroom. Fifteen minutes, finally my room cleaning session was over. When I opened the bathroom door, I didn't see Yesi in any corner.
I decided to get dressed first. Plain white t-shirts in a jacket that is my choice today.
I turned to the table, my gaze falling on one small note stuck on the glass of the table. It was a note written by Yesi.
'Yesi wait for Yesa at the resto'
The little paper I squeeze, the Yesi play live, I'm not afraid of stray Yesi. Ish, whose girlfriend, anyway, is that?
I stepped out, lucky I know English, so by asking the receptionist I finally found the restaurant. I went in and wildly searched for the whereabouts of Yesi.
Apparently he was sitting in the corner of the restaurant.
From what I see, Yesi is not alone, but there are girls who come to sit. I did not see his face, because only the appearance of his back was visible.
I slowly set foot towards the table where they were and immediately sat down right next to Jesse. I'm amazed to see Yesi's friend talk. Not wrong, she is a beautiful model sofia. Model from Indonesia who has a successful career in Paris.
"Sorry, who are you?" Jelita asked confused because I immediately nyerocos sat next to Yesi.
I quickly answered.
"I'm P-"
"He is Yesa." said Yesi who answered Jelita's question.
Hearing that, I immediately pursed my lips.
Apparently I'm just a Yesa in Yesi's eyes. Jelita who had been staring at me confused, now revealed her simple smile and reached out.
"Hi,Yesa. Me, Jelita?" greet Jelita while smiling.
I smiled, accepted his hand.
"As I said, I am Isaiah. I'm a big fan of yours, Miss Jelita." replied Isaiah.
"Well, it's nice to meet one of my fans" Jelita said with a big smile.
After a few minutes of chatting waiting for the order, Jelita's phone suddenly rang and our chatter stopped. More precisely, the chatter of me and Jelita, because Yesi much silent and daydreaming.
"Oh, I'm sorry, I don't think I can go to dinner with you guys. It's not pa pa, is it, Jesse?" jelita said as she said goodbye.
Yesi persisted with her silent face, she manifested with just a single nod.
Jelita got up from her seat. What makes me look, Jelita shamelessly kissed my cheek, then after that she moved away from the table where I and Yesi were.
I want to open my mouth. I swear I really want to ask who Jelita is with Yesi. But, the waiter first came to bring the food that had been ordered earlier.
I stared at the dish blankly, somehow hungry I immediately disappeared. I just stared at the steak with an unappetizing look.
"Whatever you want to ask, later. For now we eat first, Yesi promises to answer all your questions" said Yesi firmly.
My gaze shifted to the side, staring at Yesi who started chopping up her steak meat. The steak made it into a small piece, he replaced his steak with mine that was still untouched.
A little attention from Yesi made my heart melt, the proof I nodded obediently and directly devoured the steak to the toilet.