Kepala Pusing Saat Lapar Novels & Stories

"I have already eaten. Eat to regain your strength." The food, despite its delicious aroma, tastes like sand in my mouth. My mind is poring over far too many details to appreciate the taste of the food. I eat mechanically, shoving spoonful after spoonful into my mouth until my stomach rumbles a low warning. My belly hurts, hinting at indigestion should I persist in eating so absentmindedly.

Wow, this looks delicious and it smells so amazing that my stomach growls very loudly. Oh my someone is ready to eat right now. Believe me, I am ready to devour every piece of food. I can tell by the way your stomach is sounding. Great I just died of embarrassment right now. Don’t worry it is fine it just means that you have a healthy appetite. Could you just bring that over here before I die of starvation?

"Just eat it and you'll die. Simple." I manage a smile as I sit up on the bed. Lana sets the tray in the middle and sits on the edge of the bed. I grab the glass of orange juice as she bites on the piece of chicken. "How are you feeling?" She asks quietly with sympathy-filled eyes. "I feel like shìt." I mutter. "I've slept the whole night and the whole day. My head is spinning. My stomach is rumbling. I'm starving but I don't have an appetite."

"I'm fucking calm!" "Yes, you are," I murmured sarcastically. My stomach rumbled softly, a familiar but unwelcome sensation. It had been doing that for some time, but I still couldn't bring myself to swallow any food. "I'm hungry, but nothing seems to be passing my throat. I don't know what to do," I admitted, my frustration evident.

My head is muddled and starting to pound, and the nausea is so severe it feels like it's strangling me as my guts grumble. “It can’t be anything we ate yesterday, or you would be sick too. I don’t know what’s wrong with me.” I point out, only half aware of my surroundings. Starting to shiver and agree that bed is where I need to go. Jyeon leans his cheek against my head and cuddles me in tight. His body tenses.

Many bad and evil thoughts swirled around inside lukas’s head like a dark storm. A sly and wicked smile slowly grew on his lips as he thought about his next moves. "I will start by—" However, before he could finish thinking about his next evil step or say more words out loud, his stomach suddenly started to growl very loudly. It was a deep, rumbling sound that broke his focus completely. He quickly looked down at his expensive watch on his wrist. The time showed only 10:30 in the morning. Lukas made an annoyed clicking sound with his tongue and shook his head. "Oh, come on now! It is only half past ten. Why am I already feeling so hungry like this? This is not fair!"

The thought of facing the consequences of my unfinished responsibilities fills me with a sense of unease and discomfort. After I take a moment to catch my breath, hunger pangs begin to gnaw at my stomach. A full day of fasting, fueled by my determination to restore the abode to its former glory, has left me famished. The emptiness in my belly serves as a stark reminder of the sacrifices I have made in pursuit of perfection.

The whole kitchen burst into laughter. Eventually the conversation settled, and the warm excitement of the reunion slowly turned back into the usual rhythm of the kitchen. That was when my stomach reminded me I hadn’t eaten much all morning. A sudden wave of hunger hit me so hard it almost made me sway. “Whoa,” I muttered quietly. Jessica noticed immediately. “You okay?” “I’m just really hungry,” I said, pressing a hand lightly to my stomach. And maybe a little dizzy. Pregnancy hunger was apparently no joke.

Suddenly My stomach growls loudly, that’s when I remembered that I need food. It’s 4:44pm and I had only had breakfast, if I don’t eat something now I might pass out. But how can I leave Jayden alone? What if he wakes up and there’s no body by his side?How can my stomach even think of food at a time like this? I feels a tap on my shoulder, it’s Paul. “Gigi, why don’t you get something to eat first. Your stomach has been growling, I might get deaf from the sound”