Mengapa Telinga Seperti Ada Suara Gemuruh Novels & Stories

"Just secure the contracts and go home." She tried to focus on the textile representatives twenty yards away, but the ambient noise of the ballroom—the laughter, the string music, the clinking glass—suddenly sounded as if she were listening to it underwater. A high-pitched, electric ringing began to buzz in her ears. By the eight-minute mark, the subtle pressure in her head erupted into a violent, overwhelming wave of intense, flushing heat.

I muttered through clenched teeth, a vow to myself as much as a retort to them. “You're so frustrating,” the voice hissed in frustration, and a piercing, screeching noise filled the air. I stumbled to my knees, pressing my hands over my ears, desperate to block out the torturous sound. It was like a thousand knives drilling into my skull, a merciless attempt to shatter my sanity. Then, as abruptly as it began, the noise ceased, leaving behind a ringing silence. My head throbbed, and my ears rang, a dull ache reverberating through my skull. It was replaced by distant sounds of commotion, shouts, and gunshots.

A noise cuts through it. Beep. Then another. Slow. Steady. Wait. I listened for a moment to figure out what the sound was. It feels like my head is too big for the rest of my body. There is a dull, heavy weight behind my eyes that makes it hard to think clearly. I tried to move my hand a little bit to show myself that I can.. My fingers barely moved.

I whimpered, wincing at the ringing in my ears. I inhaled deeply and exhaled the air slowly, doing it three times while calming myself. I didn’t want Marga to panic if she saw me this way. As if my brain cooperated a bit with me, after a few minutes, the ringing was gone, but the throbbing still irked me.

The buzzing stops. Peace. Two seconds later—GRNNNNG! I flinch. The vibration jolts through the penthouse again. I could turn it off. I should turn it off. But my arms feel heavy, my bones jelly, and the idea of moving seems like a betrayal to my own body. So I ignore it and close my eyes again. But then—another sound. At first it’s faint, like soft murmurs. Then louder. Closer. A low rumble of voices mixed with frantic shuffling.

I am so exhausted that I just lie on the ground. I close my eyes to catch my breath, and suddenly there is this buzzing in my ear. The buzzing sound won’t stop, forcing me to open my eyes and get back on my feet. It is like I am at the end of a bad connection where multiple people are speaking simultaneously. Consciously or unconsciously I start following the buzzing sound that leads me inside the forest.

I turned and bolted feet slapping on the ground, lungs heaving, and the heat of the burn traveling down my arm like liquid fire. What the hell was wrong with me? I stepped backward, chest heaving, and hit the mirror door shut with a soft thud. The air in my room hit me like a brick. Too quiet, too still. My heart is still pounding in my ears but calmer now, less panicked. Just confused. Scared. I wrapped my burning arm around myself as the heat throbbed beneath my skin like a living entity. A humming started low in the air. Initially I believed the noise in my ears was only from the panic I experienced. A slight vibration began to move through the walls of the room itself. Buildings act this

The tingling sensation makes me feel as though my body is too small to contain me. I wake up with a piercing scream. My ears are about to fall off from the pressure and my head feels heavy. Like I've been spinning for too long, no, like it certainly wants to blow off.

I want to make sure first that everything is okay before I let him ride in a car. While recalling everything. I started hearing scratching again. The sound of it is like a blade scratching into a metal. That creates an irritating sound that will make someone’s brain hurt for sure when they hear it and that is what I feel right now. I feel like my brain will explode because it starts aching again. “No… no… no” I whispered; not again. I tried to avoid it but I keep on hearing it over and over and it gets louder and louder.

Blair A wave of dizziness came over me as I stood underneath the steady spray of the shower. It was so strong that I had to hold onto the soap dispenser to stay upright. I nearly pulled the damn thing off the wall. Closing my eyes, I slid down the tiles to sit on the floor, ignoring the warm water that pounded on my hair and sluiced down my body. All my attention was on a loud ringing sound that filled my head and seemed to come from deep within my skull, so loud it felt like my eardrums would burst. With a gasp, my hands flew up to cover my ears in a vain effort to dull the skull splitting ringing, but to no avail.