Novel Jendela Menghadap Jalan Novels & Stories

Streetlights bounce off the surface of the cars, creating tiny sparkles that cast shadows around them. Juliana sat quietly beside William, feeling the vibration of the car engine and watching the road go by so fast. As the car moved, Juliana stared out the window at the sight of twinkling city lights as they drove through busy streets. While Ishak happily sat in the back seat, eyes filled with joy swept across the window, trying to catch every glimpse of the scene that passed by. Kilometer after kilometer passed, bringing them closer to their destination. When they approached the bookstore, the expectation and excitement in the car growing. Ishak, who looked so excited, couldn't contain his

She recognized the handwriting instantly. Alice. Her hands trembled as she opened the letter. You survived the fire. Good. Come home, Jenna. New York. Where this all began. Let's finish it. The paper slid from her fingers. Outside the window, night settled over Madrid once more. The war had found its next battleground.

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.

Book 1 Chapter 1 Jareth and Jerrica's Story Jareth looked out the window at the cityscape below him, watching all the people milling about, living their lives. The sun was setting on the horizon. Dark brooding clouds matching his mood. He twirled the glass in hand watching the amber liquid swirl. He downed it in one gulp and slammed it on his desk, almost shattering it.

j e a n I scan the words of the book in front of me. I have been in this position for hours, just reading. Before I knew it, my head was dozing off and I find myself eyeing the beautiful buildings of Massachusetts. I smiled and felt calmness drive through my veins. I have been seeing this view for a month now but I can never seem to get used to it. This view symbolizes my freedom from my old life. I opened the window and breathe in the misty air of the night, the sounds of honking vehicles. It's not as quiet as Milan but it's much better. That certain quietness was hell for me.

Jimmy waved his hand before his face sending small wisps of dust away, and through the haze, he spotted a small journal in the clutter. Carefully he salvaged the aged binding and cradled it as he approached the window. "What do we have here?" The whisper was followed by a lung full of air as he blew slowly across the cover forcing a small dust cloud to settle on the murky window. The last rays of light filtered through, and he began to read.

Checked his wrist watch while biting on his lower lip. He Looking at the side windows to see if there had been any improvement in the traffic when suddenly a car drove into the tiny space at the left side window and Jayden turned to the direction to see a girl sitting close to the window. He leaned closer to get a clearer view and to his surprise it was Lena.

A New Home Mila’s POV Sitting inside the car, all I could hear was the quiet humming of the car engine. Jayden and Jett were both silent. Jett constantly stared at everything that flew by as the car drove. Despite his intense concentration on things outside the window, he glanced at me and Jayden occasionally like he was still trying to understand what was going on with us.

Noah gazed at her back, closing the door, feeling something strange in her words. He put his hands in his pockets, watching her back. She walked towards the elevator, and Noah continued to gaze at her. Upon reaching the apartment, Jemma placed her purse on the table. Noah opened the apartment door. As he entered, she blushed and made her way to the bedroom. The room was dark, with moonlight streaming through the glass wall, casting a glow on her body.

Asked Della. "All right, Ma'am then. I'm going home first. Thank you for taking the time for me. Assalamualaikum." Javanese Genta. "Waalaikumsalam." Della replied. Genta walked out of the fence with unsteady steps. Della was only able to observe Genta from a distance, feeling sorry for Genta's current state. ***