Ulysses - Chapter 4
Ulysses - Bab 4
Leopold Bloom moved quietly through his kitchen, preparing breakfast for his wife Molly. He loved these morning rituals, the simple domestic tasks that grounded his day. The cat mewed at his feet, demanding attention and food.
Leopold Bloom bergerak diam-diam di dapur, menyiapkan sarapan untuk istrinya, Molly. Dia menyukai ritual pagi ini, tugas-tugas rumah tangga sederhana yang menenangkan pikirannya. Kucing mengeong di kakinya, menuntut perhatian dan makanan.
"Milk for the pussens," Bloom murmured, pouring cream into a saucer.
"Susu untuk kucing," gumam Bloom, menuangkan krim ke piring.
He examined the kidney he had bought from the butcher, planning how to cook it perfectly. Molly liked her breakfast in bed, and he took pleasure in serving her. Their marriage had its complications, but these small acts of devotion sustained him.
Dia memeriksa ginjal yang dibelinya dari tukang daging, memikirkan cara memasaknya dengan sempurna. Molly suka sarapan di tempat tidur, dan dia senang melayaninya. Pernikahan mereka rumit, tetapi tindakan pengabdian kecil ini menopangnya.
Upstairs, he could hear Molly stirring. Soon she would call for her breakfast, her voice still thick with sleep. Bloom thought of her body, warm and soft under the covers, and felt a familiar stirring of desire mixed with resignation.
Dia mendengar Molly bergerak di lantai atas. Sebentar lagi dia akan memanggil untuk sarapan. Suaranya akan masih berat karena kantuk. Bloom membayangkan tubuhnya di bawah selimut, hangat dan lembut, dan merasakan campuran emosi yang akrab antara keinginan dan kepasrahan.
He knew about Blazes Boylan, knew that Molly was planning to meet him this afternoon. The knowledge sat in his stomach like a stone, but he pushed it aside. What could he do? Molly was her own person, and he had no right to control her.
Dia tahu tentang Blazes Boylan, tahu bahwa Molly berniat bertemu dengannya sore ini. Pengetahuan itu berat seperti batu di perutnya, tetapi dia mendorongnya menjauh. Apa yang bisa dia lakukan? Molly adalah tuan atas dirinya sendiri, dan dia tidak punya hak untuk mengendalikannya.
The kidney sizzled in the pan, filling the kitchen with its rich aroma. Bloom arranged everything on a tray: the kidney, toast, butter, marmalade, and a pot of tea. He added a flower in a small vase, a touch of beauty to brighten her morning.
Ginjal mendesis di wajan, aromanya memenuhi dapur. Bloom mengatur semuanya di nampan: ginjal, roti panggang, mentega, selai jeruk, dan teko teh. Dia menambahkan sekuntum bunga dalam vas kecil, sentuhan keindahan untuk mencerahkan paginya.
Carrying the tray carefully upstairs, Bloom prepared himself for the day ahead. He would go about his business, visit the newspaper office, attend Paddy Dignam's funeral. He would be busy, too busy to think about Molly and Boylan. Or so he told himself.
Saat membawa nampan ke atas dengan hati-hati, Bloom bersiap untuk hari yang akan datang. Dia akan melakukan urusan, pergi ke kantor surat kabar, menghadiri pemakaman Paddy Dignam. Dia akan sibuk, terlalu sibuk untuk memikirkan Molly dan Boylan. Atau setidaknya itulah yang dia katakan pada dirinya sendiri.