Jendela Menghadap Jalan Novels & Stories

Her eyes were fixed on the wall behind Elinor. "Kai," she breathed. Her voice was a ghost of a sound. "What?" "The glass." She didn't move her head. She just shifted her gaze. "Look at the reflection in the black paneling. The one behind Elinor’s chair." I looked. The glass wasn't just decorative. It was a one-way mirror, deep and dark. In the corner, where the light hit the surface at a sharp angle, I saw it. A face.

Jack Jack stood in a beige coloured room, his legs in soft gray rug as he stared out the window. He gazed at the garden with so much interest. His gaze was trained on the female that stood in the drizzle, her hands spread out and her eyes towards the horizon. Damn, was she beautiful. When she turned to look at the window, Jack smiled although she couldn't see him. In that particular room, the walls were done in such a way that anyone in the room could see this outside but those outside could not see inside.

I laughed as I stared at the paper before walking to the window. Inhaling deeply and letting it out, I peered out of the opened window. It had a great view. From my front view, I could see different kinds of trees swaying around as the gentle wind blew it; the main gate was at my right-hand side. Although I needed to squint to see it clearly. I believed that was because the distance from a bit farther. At my left view was the sea. I saw waves crashing on rocks and wished I could hear them.

said Jin who was already at the window pane. Hesitantly, Judith held onto Jin, she was nervous and can't stop thinking that the zombies might be behind her. But Jin always checked the surroundings. "Don't let me go," Judith said quietly. Jin immediately grabbed the woman's delicate hand and pulled her so that the two of them were on the window pane. The window was high for Judith but not for Jin. But that is the only way they have to go if they want to be free from the zombie siege immediately.

He laid me down in bed, so with a blanket wrapped around my body, I looked at the direction of his voice. He was looking out the window, which was wide open, allowing fresh air to enter. It was extremely cold due to the strong wind caused by the approaching rain and from the air conditioner. Mr. Shein is leaning against his window. I couldn't see his face, but I could make out its shape thanks to the flashes of lightning. He's facing sideways from where I was, so I could see how pointed his nose was. I can also see his long eyelashes and the smoke from cigarettes coming from his mouth.

The posture of someone receiving instructions they weren't expecting. I pressed closer to the window. The figure in the car turned his head. And looked directly at the dining room window. Directly at me. I stepped back instinctively. My heart was loud. He couldn't have known I was there. The window was tinted from the outside. The morning light would have made it impossible to see clearly inside the house from that distance. But the way he looked. Not at the gate. Not at the guard. Not at the estate in general the way visitors looked when they were assessing the property.

Compared with the worried Sydney, Julien looked perfectly calm, as if he didn't worry about the consequences at all. He lowered his head, kissed the corner of Sydney's mouth, and comforted her, "Don't be afraid. Nothing will happen. The car glass is the unidirectional perspective glass, which means people outside can't see what is inside, so all you are worried about won't happen. Trust me." After that, his thin lips left the corner of her mouth and caught her whole mouth. Sydney widened her eyes. Damn, this fucking man was serious! She had said that this was a parking lot, a public place, and that someone would pass by anytime and see them.

Mom ordered me. “Mom, you should look out the window before you open the door.” “Oh right. Alright, you take care of it.” I went to the living room and peeked out the window without opening it. The windows in the house are one-way glass windows, so even if we don’t open the window, we can see who’s outside. And the person outside can’t see us. “Mom, what do the people who are buying the house look like?” “Middle-aged man. He said he’s with his wife.”

I said yelling because we are like 40 meters apart. “Okay!” She replied. Then my gaze turned in the window. I saw men outside. They look suspicious. They are looking in they’re left and right, but they aren’t crossing the road. They are also looking in their front and in their back. It’s like they are looking or checking for something. What could it be? There are like five of them. And when the other one’s gaze turned in my way, in this window, I looked in a different direction and walked away. I approached Elocin to tell her that.

in the morning, so that it would be enough for us to have fun, while the others would have to deal with the rain. The two embarked on this conversation while I was still looking closely at Julya's silhouette, partially in and out of focus as the illuminated streets began to make way for a highway full of cars with a lighthouse strong enough to reflect on her window. She leaned her head lightly against the glass, watching the outside, and I leaned against the door on my side, pretending to be also looking outside, when in fact I was completely attentive to every breath of the beautiful woman.