Habis Sakit Mulut Terasa Pahit 소설 & 이야기

"Water." I still felt the hint of the metallic taste in my mouth and I wanted to wash it down with water. My throat felt clogged and my mouth felt very heavy and uncomfortable. My teeth felt unclean and foreign in my mouth. The water didn't taste like I imagined it would. Just a light liquid down my throat but it was refreshing. A sip and another before the cup was taken away from my lips.

I take a bite of bread, hoping that will calm my mouth, but every brush of the bread against my gums and tongue is raw and painful, like a sunburn inside my mouth. “Max?” I interrupt his reading. He looks up from his book. “May I have some water please?” “Sure.” He glances over me quickly as he reaches for my cup just inside the cell. He fills it with water, then places the cup back through the bars. “You okay?” I don’t answer as I chug down the water in a slight panic. It doesn’t provide relief, and my mouth tingles as if the burning is shifting to numbness. The tingles travel down my throat, and goosebumps erupt along my arms.

I question. "Oh I still do sis. " she replies placing a hand on my shoulder. "Girl, if you were a college course, even the teacher won't understand the module. " I reply and we both start laughing. "Gabby, I'm scared to ask.. But, do you by any chance know how I can clean my mouth up? " I ask. "It feels like I'm preserving aged cheese in my mouth! " I add. Disgusted with the way my mouth feels.

Hours later, I could still taste it — a nasty aftertaste that no amount of peppermint tea could completely wash away. The thought of stomaching another one of those chalky, bitter pills made my stomach clench. It felt like a heavy stone had dropped straight to the pit of my gut. Just the memory of that taste — like metal and dirt — made my saliva feel thick. No way. Just no way could I do it again. I worried my bottom lip between my teeth, biting down until I felt a sharp, grounding sting. “Rain,” I whispered, the word a silent plea in the quiet of my mind. “We might have to speed up my healing a little. I can’t take another one of those things.”

It’s slightly taste salty and sweet at the same time. "Spit it out." he said looking down on me but he’s late. I swallowed all of it. "Shit!" he looks so mad now.

Suddenly, it came again. That same ugly feeling. I rushed out of the bed and ran into the toilet, emptying everything from my mouth. I'm already done with my first trimester, I still don't understand why I was feeling that way. Oh, Goddess! I felt like running mad. My mouth tasted so sour. What the hell is wrong with me? I hated it. I left the seat and went ahead to wash my mouth. It was still bitter and I felt…I don’t know. I seriously hope I’m not trying to fall sick.

“Take a bite.” I bite into the watermelon slice, it is sweet and juicy. It tastes like summer. “Is it sweet?” He asks. “So sweet!” I enthusiastically reply. “How do you know it is sweet?” He asks. “Because I can taste it.” I answer, puzzled by the question. “How do you know it isn’t sour?” He asks. “It isn’t. It’s sweet like candy. Not sour like lemons.” “So you know it is sweet because you have tasted things that are sour?” He asks.

he asked with scary eyes. The one who was asked was only able to smile showing a row of teeth, while scratching the back of his neck that didn't itch. "Sometimes I forget, sis. After all, I have a lot of medicine, it tastes bitter too. I don't like it," he said, pursing his lips in annoyance.

I try to swallow, but my throat is sore and it hurts. I watch as the doctor takes her phone out from her pocket. She glances at the screen and then types something quickly before putting it back. I close my eyes, trying to clear my mind. But the bitter taste in my mouth is still there, and it's making me feel sick. I try to remember what happened to me, but all I can see is a blur of images.