“I’m going to have a quick shower,”

“I’m going to have a quick shower,” Jay said, kissing my hair and rising from the bed.
My body, still weak from the drug, was exhausted and I let the bed take all of my weight. My eyelids flickered, and I was about to close them when some photographs caught my eye and piqued my interest.
I couldn’t resist. I got out of bed and walked across to the sitting area. A whole living room within the bedroom. It was Jay’s bedroom. I could tell from the lived-in feel that so many of the rooms in the mansion lacked.
I let my fingers drape along the back of the sofa as I made my way to the side table covered in photographs in various sizes and styles of frames.
They were family snapshots. Some old, black and white ones of what must be grandparents, or even great grandparents. Some looked like recent holiday snaps of stunning scenery. But the ones that intrigued me most were the ones that looked like Jay as a child. Sitting on a horse. Cuddled as a baby in a woman’s arms. Wearing a graduation cap. There was a second of him with the woman, and a third, always of him as a young child. I assumed she was his mother, but there were none of a man, a father.
I picked up the one of the woman cuddling the toddler. There was something about the way she looked at the camera. The way her smile was lop-sided, causing her eye to crease. I traced along her features, trying to place their familiarity. Her nose was identical to Jay’s. Why do I know that face? I tapped the frame with my finger, trying to place her.
“Hey, being nosy?” I jumped at the stern tone of his voice.
I put the photo down, worried I’d angered him. “You were such a cute baby.”
My eyes slid over his body, glistening with water drops. I went over to him and felt his muscles with the tips of my fingers. “And such a cute adult,” I said looking up at him.
“It’s a good thing you didn’t bother getting dressed.” Jay lifted me and carried me back to the bed. I didn’t plan to leave it until I had to start my new job.

Hasil (Bahasa Indonesia) 1:

“I’m going to have a quick shower,” Jay said, kissing my hair and rising from the bed.My body, still weak from the drug, was exhausted and I let the bed take all of my weight. My eyelids flickered, and I was about to close them when some photographs caught my eye and piqued my interest.I couldn’t resist. I got out of bed and walked across to the sitting area. A whole living room within the bedroom. It was Jay’s bedroom. I could tell from the lived-in feel that so many of the rooms in the mansion lacked. I let my fingers drape along the back of the sofa as I made my way to the side table covered in photographs in various sizes and styles of frames.They were family snapshots. Some old, black and white ones of what must be grandparents, or even great grandparents. Some looked like recent holiday snaps of stunning scenery. But the ones that intrigued me most were the ones that looked like Jay as a child. Sitting on a horse. Cuddled as a baby in a woman’s arms. Wearing a graduation cap. There was a second of him with the woman, and a third, always of him as a young child. I assumed she was his mother, but there were none of a man, a father.I picked up the one of the woman cuddling the toddler. There was something about the way she looked at the camera. The way her smile was lop-sided, causing her eye to crease. I traced along her features, trying to place their familiarity. Her nose was identical to Jay’s. Why do I know that face? I tapped the frame with my finger, trying to place her."Hei, menjadi usil?" Aku melompat di nada keras suaranya. Aku meletakkan foto, khawatir saya telah marah kepadanya. "Kau bayi yang lucu."Mataku meluncur atas tubuhnya, bercahaya dengan tetesan air. Aku pergi kepadanya dan merasa ototnya dengan jari-jari saya. "Dan lucu dewasa," kataku tampak naik kepadanya."Itu adalah hal yang baik Anda tidak repot-repot berpakaian." Jay mengangkat saya dan membawa saya kembali ke tempat tidur. Saya tidak berencana untuk meninggalkan itu sampai saya harus memulai pekerjaan baru.

Hasil (Bahasa Indonesia) 2:

"Aku akan memiliki mandi cepat," kata Jay, mencium rambut saya dan bangkit dari tempat tidur.
Tubuh saya, masih lemah dari obat, lelah dan aku membiarkan tempat tidur mengambil semua berat badan saya. Kelopak mataku berkedip-kedip, dan aku hendak menutup mereka ketika beberapa foto tertangkap mata saya dan menggelitik minat saya.
Saya tidak bisa menahan. Aku bangkit dari tempat tidur dan berjalan melintasi ke wilayah duduk. Sebuah ruang tamu seluruh dalam kamar tidur. Itu tidur Jay. Aku tahu dari hidup-in merasa bahwa begitu banyak kamar di rumah kekurangan.
Aku membiarkan jari-jari saya menggantungkan sepanjang bagian belakang sofa saat aku berjalan ke meja samping tercakup dalam foto-foto dalam berbagai ukuran dan gaya frame .
Mereka snapshot keluarga. Beberapa orang tua, hitam dan putih dari apa yang harus kakek-nenek, atau bahkan kakek-nenek yang besar. Beberapa tampak seperti terkunci liburan baru-baru ini pemandangan yang menakjubkan. Tetapi orang yang menggelitik saya yang paling adalah orang-orang yang tampak seperti Jay sebagai seorang anak. Duduk di atas kuda. Meringkuk seperti bayi dalam pelukan seorang wanita. Mengenakan topi kelulusan. Ada kedua dia dengan wanita itu, dan yang ketiga, selalu dia sebagai anak muda. Saya berasumsi dia adalah ibunya, tapi tidak ada seorang pria, seorang ayah.
Aku mengambil salah satu wanita memeluk balita. Ada sesuatu tentang cara dia memandang kamera. Cara senyumnya itu timpang, menyebabkan matanya ke lipatan. Aku ditelusuri bersama fitur nya, mencoba untuk menempatkan keakraban mereka. Hidungnya identik dengan Jay. Mengapa saya tahu wajah itu? Aku mengetuk frame dengan jari saya, mencoba untuk menempatkan dia.
"Hei, usil?" Aku melompat pada nada buritan suaranya.
Aku meletakkan foto itu, khawatir saya akan dia marah. "Kau seperti bayi yang lucu."
Mataku meluncur di tubuhnya, berkilauan dengan tetesan air. Aku pergi ke dia dan merasa otot-ototnya dengan ujung jari saya. "Dan seperti orang dewasa lucu," kataku melihat ke arahnya.
"Ini hal yang baik Anda tidak repot-repot berpakaian." Jay mengangkat saya dan membawa saya kembali ke tempat tidur. Aku tidak berencana untuk meninggalkan itu sampai aku harus memulai pekerjaan baru saya.