Pintu Kamar Warna Putih Novels & Stories

-Same here," I add. We chuckled under our breath and headed to our respective rooms. Mine has a single bed, the sheets are in white. The walls are the same color - pastel pink. There is a large closet with a mirror in the door. A small desk with its chair, a bookshelf and, of course, a window in the back. Great. I closed the door to my room and plopped down on the bed. I didn't know how this would end but something tells me it won't be easy.

I find it and instead of knocking turn the knob and like I expected, the idiot didn't close the door, but I guess the security at this hotel is super tight so nothing bad ever happens. I entered and the darkroom but for scented candle all over the room and it is empty of Patrick presence and I look around the room trying to get a good look of things. There's a massive bed at the right side of the room covered with plain white sheets, four pillows fitted into the bed also in white pillowcases at the left side is a flower vase with white roses in it and I walk towards it unable to resist my fondness of white roses which are beautiful mind you. I roll my eyes at the romantic gesture the hotel h

Inside a luxurious suite, the air felt like something out of a movie. The room was painted in pale lilac hues and the furniture was covered in silky, pastel colors. There were two doors leading to the bedroom and one leading to the bathroom, but they didn't appear to have been used recently. In the center of the room was an enormous white bed with matching nightstands, both filled with various perfumes and lotions, as well as a large mirror with black curtains behind it, blocking most of the natural light from being let inside.

“Your room.” The room was large, and just like the rest of the house, the walls were also covered in soft white paint color . The neatly made, king-size, wood-paneled bed sat on a dark walnut floor, and a cream bureau desk took the left corner next to a large bay window where a charcoal blackout curtain hung. It was the best part of the house so far. “Do you have any questions for me?” Una asked. “In fact, I do.” Will stepped inside and leaned against the footboard of the bed. “Tell me what I need to know about this house. Why do you need to rent out this room?”

Although I was puzzled as to why he was behaving in this manner, I simply nodded to accompany his excitement. When he finally opened the door, I was greeted by a room painted entirely in pink and white. Noah ecstatically threw his hands in the air. “Tadaaaa!” He exclaimed, “Come see what’s inside!” “O-Okay,” I’m not sure why Noah is showing me this particular room. It’s clearly intended for a one-year-old little girl. The inside is stuffed with baby items, including a white crib. This room is quite clean in comparison to a typical baby room, and the strength of the light adds a delicate touch to the room’s shade.

The first possibility scared the hell out of me so I'm deciding to go with the second one. With this thought in my mind, I barged into his room. Wow. Just like I imagined it. His room was quite big and spacious. It was painted and decorate using neutral colors; a combination of grey, blue and white. The wall behind the bed was painted blue and the rest of the walls were white. A kind-sized bed lay in the middle of the bedroom with two side table aligned along with it. Two small lamps were placed on each table. Two grey sofa-chairs were place on the right corner, in front of the balcony door with a small table placed in between. Then there was a large cupboard placed at the left side of the r

Taking a deep sharp breath and turned the knob of the door to enter the room but tonight it was a bit different as the windows were closed and the light were on. I was looking at his room for the first time as everything was dripping money from it. There wasn’t much furniture but everything was in dark shades as the soda set at one corner of the room was in grey color with white cushions perfectly placed on it. The headboard of the bed was also in grey color with white colored sheets and same grey colored comforter. The curtains on the other hand were also in white color as his room lacked colors. There should be something like his forest green eyes.

Our rooms were at the end of the hallway so we quickly approached the wooden doors and Cole opened one of them. Just like the outside, the room smelt like cocoa and held a striking combination of white, blue and red hues. There was a student size bed in the centre of the room draped with white cotton sheets and two large red pillows. On both sides of it were small nightstands which each held red night lamps while a small white dresser, complete with a matching mirror and chair sat on the right side of the bed beside a blue twin wardrobe. Another door stood on the left side of the room, most likely the toilet and bathroom, and Cole entered to inspect it. He quickly came outside and gave me a

He said opening a door and I followed him in. I gasped as I entered the room, the wall wasn't as white as his corridor and lobby earlier. His room was painted grey, and it had a black polka dot wolf design too. I could see his kitchen already, when I entered. It has many doors and I guessed there were many rooms. "Which room am I staying in?" I asked. "Our room, there's only one bedroom." He said. "The other rooms are the bathroom, the dressing room, the laundry room, the library, and the store room." He added and I nodded.

A narrow line of old color showed there, hidden except when the door stood open. Blue. Not much. Only a sliver. But enough. The room had been painted white for everyone else. But the door had remembered where the lock touched.