Novel & Cerita Kepala Sakit Saat Menunduk

If I don't move soon, I will disgrace myself, and I reckon I've already done that once too often. Gritting my teeth against the pain that shoots through my limbs, I force myself to sit up and swing my legs over the edge of the bed. I can't stop the agonised moan that escapes my lips, and as if this pain is not enough, when I try to stand, my head begins to throb, making my vision blurry. 'Oh God, oh God.' I whimper as my legs buckle, and I fall back onto the bed. 'Need a little help there, Principessa?'

Annable’s Pov. “Ouch!!...” I groaned in pain when the severe headache hit me like I was thronged by a speeding car. I wasn’t even fully sitting up yet because of the heavy weight that seemed to be pressing me down but with the little strength I used in raising myself from the bed, it felt like my head was being continuously hit with a hammer. “Lie down back, the pain will subside after some time. The maid will soon be here with your hangover soup.” I heard a deep smooth voice say to me before I felt a heavy force pull me back down to the bed.

My eyebrows knit and in that exact moment, he limply falls to the ground with a thud, his eyes rolling to tge back of his head every few seconds. What is happening?

Sarah asked her as she checked her vitals. "I feel… I don't… feel… too… good… not good… in any… way, like I am… slipping… away. My head… hurts badly, it feels… like there is… a pounding session… going on in… my head," she explained. "The back… of my head hurts… badly and when… I tried to… turn my head… the other time, I felt a very… sharp pain… going through my head. I'm in pain," she added, super slowly.

Her eyelids flutter open, revealing a pair of tired, searching eyes. With a groan of pain, Yennifer tries to move but is met with a sharp jolt of agony resonating through her head. A throbbing headache pulsates behind her temples, causing her to wince. The pain intensifies as she attempts to sit up, but her weakened body rebels against her will.

The pulsating pain threatened to cloud her thoughts and hinder her ability to make sense of the visions that plagued her. With a sigh of frustration, Zara reluctantly surrendered to the relentlessness of her headache. She knew that pushing herself further would only exacerbate the pain and hinder her ability to find clarity. Resigned to the temporary setback, she sought refuge beneath her covers, the softness enveloping her like a protective cocoon.

Was this a sign telling me that bitter and painful days were quickly approaching? I was snapped out of my thoughts when he suddenly groaned and doubled over, clutching his head with his hands. I made him sit on the couch, my heart thudding madly. "How bad does it hurt?" I asked as I opened one of his drawers and searched for a pain killer.