Novel & Cerita Hati Gelisah Tanpa Sebab

There was guilt emerging in his eyes and hatred for Martha. “What’s wrong?” Martha asked when she couldn’t hear his voice for a long time. “Nothing, I am tired. Let’s sleep.” He told her as Martha smiled shyly and snuggled in his arms. The feeling being in his arms was unexplainable. … BOOM The loud bang Martha abruptly, as she rubbed her sleepy eyes and sat up. “What happened?” Just then Jacob pressed her down with one of his leg uncuff and shouted, “Here… Quick.”

He just irritably pulled his tie. Kisa noticed that he was inexplicably upset and furious. She tucked her neck as she softly asked, "W-What's wrong with you? If it wasn't period, w-what could it be?" 'Why is he suddenly acting so weird? 'it's just period. Why does he seem so worried?' Gilbert took a deep breath. He then covered her with the blanket as he said in a deep voice, "It's nothing. You have irregular menstruation. You need to rest well. Don't get out of bed today. I'll fetch you your dinner."

They’re heading for the elevator when someone steps out of it. Halsey’s heart inadvertently skips several beats when she sees the handsome man from the other day. He pauses in his steps when he spots her but his expression is unreadable. His gaze keeps Halsey locked at her spot. He’s glaring at her with a hatred she hasn’t seen before. It’s as if he wants nothing more than to kill her on the spot. Yet, the warm feeling within her won’t go away. She’s not scared of him but rather, she’s feeling sad. It’s inexplicable to her. Why is she feeling so sad?

**The Strange Sickness** Aria awoke to an insidious wave of weakness, a heavy fog settling over her limbs and pinning her to the bed. The world around her swayed unsettlingly, each flicker of light from the window disorienting. When she attempted to sit up, a fierce and nauseating lurch rose within her, forcing her to collapse back onto the comforting yet unyielding mattress. Her heartbeat thundered in her chest, each pulse feeling like a distant drum signaling an uninvited storm.

So why did I – he took a deep breath when he felt his heart beat fast. He is starting to panic. "I wish I could live in a world where everybody doesn't have to work hard just for a simple task..." Hail suddenly gasped and looked in front of him. "What...?" he muttered, shocked. He caught his breath when he suddenly felt that it was hard to breathe. "What was that memory?" he muttered and held his head tight as he gritted his teeth. "Argh...!" he grunted and closed his eyes tight as his head ached so much. "Stop it...!" he muttered under his breath when his hair started to turn white. "Why are you doing this to me?" he asked.

We both know that a reason for a relapse is not always necessary. A look from a stranger? The purposeful bump of a beautiful woman? The lack of education of a co-worker? A nightmare where I wake up with cold and sticky from sweat? There is no concrete reason. Suddenly I am beyond the limit where I can wait for the train, on top of the yellow strip, staring at the tracks. The air abandons my body, and I catch myself panting, desperate for my lost breath. My eyes burn and crackle my vision, forging psychedelic shadows that mock my existence. My fingers curl up in my hands, closing them in a fist. I'm in crisis.

"Don't try to deny it... I know you're still upset about what Satoshi did to us... Or it's because I'm rude to you... O... It's because of the joke... O... Because of all of the above?" I don't want to answer him, I still don't know what causes this feeling, I would say it's because of Satoshi, however, although it was something so serious what he did to us, in my heart somehow it's not bothered by that, I mean that at this moment I'm not feeling that hatred (I didn't even remember); maybe I would say it's because of his grotesque behavior... Although, the truth is I'm getting used to it; I would say it would be because of the joke, but, it's not the case to feel angry; I would choose all th

“Not really. Just feelings.” That got his attention. “Tell me about the feelings.” I hesitated. Not because I didn’t want to talk, but because I wasn’t sure how to explain it without sounding ridiculous. “They don’t make sense,” I said slowly. “They don’t connect to anything I remember.” “Feelings don’t always need context,” he replied. “Just go on.” I exhaled and leaned back. “Sometimes, I feel calm for no reason. And other times, I feel… tense. Like my body reacts before my mind can.”

As I was looking at her, she stopped playing and looked at me. She pointed at me and began to say, "Mama... Who?" Being baffled by her statement, I turned, "Wha-" Before I could say anything, the darkness consumed me as I lost my consciousness falling into the abyss... Lawrence POV:- Ever since I left home, I felt some uneasiness inside me. Like my heart is beating fast from dread and I can't focus on anything. A strange feeling like something bad is going to happen. I can't shake this feeling, it's indicating that something bad is going to happen.

Hindi man bumalik lahat ng ugali ko noon ay unti-unti na itong bumabalik. Bakit? Hindi ba matagal na matagal ko ng ikinulong ang dating ako sa pinakailalim ng pagkatao ko, ni hindi ko na matandaan ang feeling ko noon. Bakit ganun ako kasaya, bakit kahit wala namang dapat ikasaya masaya ako. Tulad ngayon, bakit masaya ako? Wala namang dapat ikasaya dahil sinabuyan lang naman ako ni Harvey ng harina, dapat nga magalit pa ako. Pero, bakit ganun? Hindi ko talaga maintindihan, eh!