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I have one entire moment of blissful ignorance when I wake up, one in which I luxuriate in the softness of the bed beneath me, sleepily blinking away the cobwebs of slumber from my mind.
And then the memories of the night before hit me, and I sit upright in bed.
Please tell me it was a dream.
Warily, I look around at my surroundings. They’re a bit different in daylight, but there’s no doubt that I’m in the same room that Alexi led me to last night, the one done up in rich, elegant lines, shades of evening blue dominating the decor.
“Oh, no.” It wasn’t a dream. It was all real—everything from chopping off my hair in a fit of temper to having a wealthy, mysterious stranger ignore my pleas to call the police.
The police. Rubbing my eyes to clear the sleep from them, I cast a quick look at the digital alarm clock that’s resting on the sleek wooden nightstand. If the timing is correct, it’s only six in the morning. My... rescuer? Captor? May not be awake yet.
If I can find a phone, a computer, a tablet, anything, I’ll be able to report last night’s incident to the police. I understand that Alexi is paranoid, likely due to something from his past, but logic tells me that the authorities are still the best choice.
“Uh.” The second that my sore feet hit the floor I can tell that I’m not feeling one hundred percent. My head aches a bit, my knees are wobbly, and my stomach is roiling, announcing that I’ve gone far too long without food.
My tongue is dry and sticky, my throat burning. Grimacing, I hurry into the bathroom and hurriedly use the facilities before turning the sink on full blast. A drinking glass covered in paper—yes, just like you find in hotels—is quickly filled, and I sigh with relief as I gulp two full glasses of water, then sip at a third.
It’s not until I place the glass back by the sink that I realize I’m not wearing anything familiar. The clothes I wore last night are still discarded on the floor, and the plush robe is still hanging on the back of the door.
Squinting down at the set of pajamas that would fit a person of, say, Alexi’s size, I think back to the night before. The last thing I remember is the bath in the amazing tub... the soothing heat of the water, the silky texture of the sweet oil, the relief on my aching muscles from the Jacuzzi jets.
I must have fallen asleep in the tub. And unless he has some staff that I have yet to see, Alexi removed me from said tub and dressed me in a pair of his pajamas.
My body tightens, and I can feel a flush rushing into my cheeks in a giant crimson explosion.
“It’s fine, Mari.” Closing my eyes, I press my fingers to my temples, then suck in a deep breath. “It’s just a body. It’s a natural state of being. And your body is fine. You have good musculature. Nothing to be ashamed of.”
Not to mention that a man who looks like Alexi has likely seen many, many female bodies. It’s not like I have equipment he isn’t familiar with.
Still, the idea that he’s seen me naked, and yet I’ve only seen him fully clothed—well, it shifts the power balance a bit. It leaves me feeling a bit vulnerable.
I’ll have to do what I can to shift that balance back.
But first, I need to focus. The police. I need to contact them. A quick scan shows me that’s there no phone in this room, so I hike up the massive pajama pants, securing the drawstring tightly, then slowly creep down the hallway and into the kitchen that I only vaguely remember from last night.
It’s sunny and bright, and for a moment I forget about my search, standing in front of those massive glass balcony doors. The sun is just creeping over the horizon, painting the sky in bold swaths of tangerine, raspberry, and cornflower. The rippling water, calmer now than it was at night, reflects the brilliance back in watery hues that are paler but no less lovely.
“Wow.” I’m... well, I don’t know that I have a word for it. Stunned, perhaps. Filing back through my memory, I’m not sure that I’ve ever actually stopped to watch a sunrise before. My life has always been full of expectations and goals and the never-ending reach for accomplishment. My mother advocated that downtime was to be spent enriching oneself, learning a sport perhaps, or reading a Pulitzer-winning novel.
But surely experiencing beauty that fills your soul and brings tears of joy to your eyes... surely that can enrich one’s life too?
Then I blink, and the sun is fully up, a fat, blazing globe settling in for its day of work. I stand there for another moment, fingers pressed against the glass, my heart hammering despite the peace that has stolen over my limbs.
A simple sunrise, nothing more. But I know I’ll remember it for the rest of my life.
Swallowing against the sudden lump in my throat, I shake my head to clear the cobwebs in my mind, then wrench myself away from the view. I have a job to do but am frustrated in my efforts when the scan of the room yields nothing.
“What kind of rich guy doesn’t have technology?” I scowl to myself,
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Aku punya satu seluruh saat kebodohan bahagia ketika aku bangun, satu di mana saya menikmatkan dalam kelembutan tempat tidur di bawah saya, mengantuk berkedip dari sarang laba-laba tidur dari pikiran saya.Dan kemudian kenangan malam sebelum memukul saya, dan saya duduk tegak tempat tidur.Tolong beritahu saya itu adalah mimpi.Warily, aku melihat di sekitar lingkungan saya. Mereka sedikit berbeda di siang hari, tetapi tidak ada keraguan bahwa aku di ruangan yang sama yang Alexi membawa saya untuk malam terakhir, yang dilakukan up di garis-garis yang kaya, elegan, nuansa biru malam mendominasi dekorasi."Oh, tidak ada." Bukan mimpi. Itu semua nyata — segala sesuatu dari memenggal rambut saya dalam karena marah untuk memiliki seorang asing kaya, misterius mengabaikan permintaan saya untuk memanggil polisi.Polisi. Menggosok mataku untuk menghapus tidur dari mereka, aku melemparkan sebuah cepat melihat jam alarm digital yang sedang beristirahat di meja kayu ramping. Jika waktu benar, itu adalah hanya enam di pagi hari. Saya... penyelamat? Captor? Mungkin tidak terjaga belum.Jika saya dapat menemukan telepon, komputer, tablet, apa pun, saya akan dapat melaporkan insiden semalam kepada polisi. Saya mengerti bahwa Alexi paranoid, mungkin karena sesuatu dari masa lalu, tetapi logika memberitahu saya bahwa pihak berwenang masih adalah pilihan terbaik."Eh." Kedua bahwa kaki sakit saya memukul lantai saya dapat memberitahu bahwa saya tidak merasa seratus persen. Kepala saya sakit sedikit, lutut saya goyah, dan perutku bergejolak, mengumumkan bahwa aku sudah terlalu lama tanpa makanan.My tongue is dry and sticky, my throat burning. Grimacing, I hurry into the bathroom and hurriedly use the facilities before turning the sink on full blast. A drinking glass covered in paper—yes, just like you find in hotels—is quickly filled, and I sigh with relief as I gulp two full glasses of water, then sip at a third.It’s not until I place the glass back by the sink that I realize I’m not wearing anything familiar. The clothes I wore last night are still discarded on the floor, and the plush robe is still hanging on the back of the door.Squinting down at the set of pajamas that would fit a person of, say, Alexi’s size, I think back to the night before. The last thing I remember is the bath in the amazing tub... the soothing heat of the water, the silky texture of the sweet oil, the relief on my aching muscles from the Jacuzzi jets.I must have fallen asleep in the tub. And unless he has some staff that I have yet to see, Alexi removed me from said tub and dressed me in a pair of his pajamas.My body tightens, and I can feel a flush rushing into my cheeks in a giant crimson explosion.“It’s fine, Mari.” Closing my eyes, I press my fingers to my temples, then suck in a deep breath. “It’s just a body. It’s a natural state of being. And your body is fine. You have good musculature. Nothing to be ashamed of.”Not to mention that a man who looks like Alexi has likely seen many, many female bodies. It’s not like I have equipment he isn’t familiar with.Still, the idea that he’s seen me naked, and yet I’ve only seen him fully clothed—well, it shifts the power balance a bit. It leaves me feeling a bit vulnerable.I’ll have to do what I can to shift that balance back.But first, I need to focus. The police. I need to contact them. A quick scan shows me that’s there no phone in this room, so I hike up the massive pajama pants, securing the drawstring tightly, then slowly creep down the hallway and into the kitchen that I only vaguely remember from last night.It’s sunny and bright, and for a moment I forget about my search, standing in front of those massive glass balcony doors. The sun is just creeping over the horizon, painting the sky in bold swaths of tangerine, raspberry, and cornflower. The rippling water, calmer now than it was at night, reflects the brilliance back in watery hues that are paler but no less lovely.“Wow.” I’m... well, I don’t know that I have a word for it. Stunned, perhaps. Filing back through my memory, I’m not sure that I’ve ever actually stopped to watch a sunrise before. My life has always been full of expectations and goals and the never-ending reach for accomplishment. My mother advocated that downtime was to be spent enriching oneself, learning a sport perhaps, or reading a Pulitzer-winning novel.But surely experiencing beauty that fills your soul and brings tears of joy to your eyes... surely that can enrich one’s life too?Then I blink, and the sun is fully up, a fat, blazing globe settling in for its day of work. I stand there for another moment, fingers pressed against the glass, my heart hammering despite the peace that has stolen over my limbs.A simple sunrise, nothing more. But I know I’ll remember it for the rest of my life.Swallowing against the sudden lump in my throat, I shake my head to clear the cobwebs in my mind, then wrench myself away from the view. I have a job to do but am frustrated in my efforts when the scan of the room yields nothing.“What kind of rich guy doesn’t have technology?” I scowl to myself,
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