Jendela Menghadap Jalan Novels & Stories

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.

Da‍mian POV “What exac‌tly are we doing‍?” Liana shifts r‌estlessly i‍n the passenger seat, her fingers twisting together i⁠n her lap⁠ be‌fore she turns her face toward the windo⁠w. Her refle‌ction s‌tares back at he‍r from the glass, pale and unc‌ertain, as I pull up and p⁠ark in front of Jane’s hou‍se.

"The protocol for your arrivals. I'd like to walk you through it before you leave today." "Of course," I said. He left to begin. The room was quiet. Julian was standing at the south window with his hands in his pockets and his back partially to me, looking at the building across the street with the specific and contained expression of a man who was looking at a thing that had just been reclassified. Not the street. Not the view. The angle. The sight line. The specific and particular window or windows from which someone had waited with a long lens and professional patience for a morning that had been private and was now not.

Mara added, turning away, "the future Luna wants the east windows polished. Inside and out. She said you'd know which ones." Luna's stomach sank. The east windows lined the main hall. High, broad panes of glass that caught the morning sun and turned it into a bright flood over the breakfast tables. They were also directly in view of almost everyone who mattered. "Go on," Mara barked, already moving to shout at one of the younger girls for stacking linens wrong. "You're already behind."

Set the phone face down on the seat. Outside the city moved past the windows and Jace breathed quietly in the backseat and I stared at the road and said nothing at all.

Tall glass doors stood elegantly in a minimalist design, reflecting the soft glow of sunlight. “This way, please,” the staff member said.

The passenger drops his phone and turns his head, locking eyes with Jax through the glass. "Brace yourself," Jax says quietly.

The next day,Jhonia stood at the window inside her room looking out at the other houses and the nature of the land surrounding them. Nearce came up behind her and hugged her. "What are your plans for today?" He asked but Jhonia kept silent looking out from the window. “Isn't it beautiful?” Jhonia asked, looking out as she wrapped her arms around herself! Nearce looked out and narrowed his eyes because all he saw was other houses and green grass on the ground.

Although I don't think I'm still fever, I still drank it so my fever wouldn't come back and my headache would go away. I was wondering where Thurstin could be at the moment. I approached the window and peered between the blinds that were there. It was a bright morning outside my eyes blinked as it was adjusting to the light. When my vision was fine, I looked outside. There I saw a wide dusty road. People are bustling at every corner. I can see a building across the street that looks like a billiard salon or whatever. To the right are people walking and jogging, some are selling goods, and some are buying.