Jendela Menghadap Jalan Novels & Stories

The next morning sun was bright and warm. It shone through the big windows of the house, making the whole room glow. Killian stood in his study, looking down at the city below. The streets were busy with people starting their day. Cars moved like tiny toys. People walked to work. He held his phone tightly to his ear. His knuckles were white.

I wаѕ going tо hаvе tаkе thе nеxt аvаіlаblе rоutе. Puѕhіng open thе wіndоw, I flung my holdall down, and іt lаndеd with a dull thud onto the grаѕѕ. I bеgаn mаnоеuvrіng both lеgѕ оut оntо thе lеdgе and wаѕ thаnkful fоr the oak trее thаt ѕtооd bеѕіdе mу wіndоw; іt wаѕ mу еѕсаре rоutе tо Joel.

The men standing in front of the air stairs politely refused Jia entry until, faced with no other immediate options, she began to loudly call for Mark’s attention from the ground. The jet’s clamshell door was still open, and she could clearly hear the string of loud complaints and a cacophony of clinking glass bottles from inside.

Then he walked into the kitchen. The kitchen was at the back of the house, south-facing, with a window that looked onto the garden. The window was large — larger than the penthouse kitchen window, set lower, the kind of window you could stand at and be in the room and the garden at the same time. The glass was old, slightly wavy in the way of old glass that had been poured rather than floated, and the distortion was not a flaw but a feature, the specific quality that made the garden beyond look slightly painterly, slightly softened at the edges.

The sun that was shining brightly, shone straight its rays into the open windows of Ayden's room. The lucent rays permeating into the room bashed Azalea's face, whose face was directly facing the direction of the window with her head on the bed. A crease formed around her brows above her tightly shut eyes, as she tried to come awake of what was heating directly on her face.

The man was Lyndon! He was seated too close to the glass wall and facing the direction of the hallway as if it was meant and would be very hard for Mavie not to see him as she walked by. Judas was silently observing Mavie in their reflections. The glass walls were two-way mirrors. They could see the view inside the room from the hallway while the people inside it would see their reflections as if looking into a vanity mirror.

In the glowing incandescent dawning. Jansen arrived Juliet's apartment. He parked his car by the gate and he was dialling Juliet's number. Juliet stepped outside the gate in a pair of jet-black jeans and a red blouse to head towards a grocery store. She listened to her phone vibrating audibly and she glanced at the screen of her phone her brows furrowed seeing that it's a call from Jansen. Jansen glanced at her through his windscreen and he stepped down from the car and slammed the door. He trotted towards her.

Shen Xiu Jin, do you know? In order to this check, what have I experienced? "Sister Meng, open the window." In the carriage, the coarse female voice slowly said. Su Meng hesitated and asked Shen Xiujin from the rearview mirror. In the backseat, Shen Xiujin's phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, lightly swept a glance at Jane Tong, and with a slight nod of her head, Su Meng pressed a button, and the glass of the rear window slowly lowered. From the rearview mirror, she carefully swept a glance, but this glance, she almost forgot to breathe!

The window curtains were drawn to the side, allowing them an unobstructed view of the urban landscape. Catalina couldn't help but be captivated by the scene. She approached the window, her fingers lightly grazing the sheer curtains as she gazed out at the cityscape. The distant hum of the city, a symphony of life, reached their ears as they absorbed the beauty of the illuminated skyline.

The eight youths started to stand behind Azareel. The wind blew hard against everything that got in his way. Along with the wind, red particles started flying and coalesced into a door. The door is like a glass door that is easily broken, looking from the outside, you will see the view of the road behind it, like a glass door in general. Azareel stepped forward after the wind stopped blowing, as did the rest of his friends. Looking back with an unsure gaze, made Eruza come over to him.