Novel & Cerita Mimisan Sakit Kepala

Trigger Warning! Graphic scene Imela’s eyes snapped open in the room as her consciousness returned, and her head hurt immediately. Her eyes closed, and she wondered what had happened and why she had such a crushing headache. She couldn’t remember anything leading to this moment, though; it was all blank, and the more she tried to remember, the more her head hurt.

EMMA’S POV: "Emma, thank goodness you're finally awake! You've been out for hours," Veronica exclaimed, relief evident in her voice. I could barely process her words. My head felt like it had been run over by a truck. The pounding pain made it impossible to even tilt my head. I attempted to sit up, but the moment I did, the room spun wildly around me. "Are you okay?" Veronica asked, noticing my strained expression. "I'm having a severe headache… more like a migraine," I muttered.

It didn’t make sense; I hadn’t been out drinking myself into oblivion, so why did my head feel like this? The other side of the bed was empty. Cold. No trace of Simon’s warmth. I lay there for a moment, listening for movement in the bathroom, a faint rustle, the sound of water running. Nothing. “Simon?” My voice came out weak, barely above a whisper. No answer. I pushed myself upright and instantly regretted it, the headache throbbing harder, vision blurring for a moment. “Oh God,” I muttered, dragging a hand down my face. “I didn’t even drink that much.”

" Where does it hurt?" Sire had nothing that hurt. It was only his headaches and dizziness that were being the problem. "Just my head" "Hm" Melody placed her lukewarm hand on his forehead. "You don't feel hot. Not a temperature that's for sure. So what are the symptoms of this sickness?"

I wounded my arms from behind and kept my chin on his head. I was liking the silence and the close proximity between us. "If you are going to give me a head message like this,I will complain daily about having a headache." He said with a cheeky grin. "Not so easy Mister. It's available only for some special days." I said smugly. "But I thought that I am special for my wife so the head message is available daily." He said with a pout. I laughed and said, "Dramebaaz." "But there is another way through which my headache can be cured...not only headache but every type of problem." He said with a thoughtful expression.

grumbled Mas Feri. His face was still crinkled in pain. "Ouch! Dizzy," I said holding my head. Ms Imar took a glass of water, then gave it to me. "Drink first, Sar," said Ms. Imar. "Dizzy, Ma'am," I replied, not yet receiving the glass. "Ouch, my teeth hurt too, here." Mas Feri is still sitting near me. Even if I ignore my dizziness, it doesn't matter, it's just pretending anyway.

" she said. I didn't utter a word. She had made her decision. She wouldn't change her mind. She's a stubborn woman after all. I laid on the hospital bed gazing at the ceiling. Not only did I feel trapped, I was incapacitated. I would have baked my cookies for the day and taken them to the bar. I was beginning to calculate the day's earning we will miss and the hospital bills. I was also thinking about my unbaked cookies and Osifa's registration fee into the Junior High Secondary school. My headache returned. I shut my eyes and began to sleep. "When did your headaches begin? " asked Dr. Amrah. She had summoned me to her office. My mother and Osifa had gone home to fix lunch while Kiki and Ta

“Yet your brain is working hard enough to confuse my best, medical specialist. Explain that to me, Ayla. Tell me how a human accomplishes that.” “I don’t know anything,” I cry out, the stress finally weighing on me, my entire body trembling as the throbbing headache returns sharply. I grip my hair with both hands, tears of frustration finally spilling over my eyelids. “I don’t know why my brain is doing that. I’ve had terrible headaches for almost a week now. I told you I’ve been sick! Maybe I have a tumor. Maybe I’m dying! Why don’t you just let me go so I can see a real doctor?”

I said truly as it is happening with me. "Didn't i told you, i am 100% right amrita?" Massiji suddenly said confusing me. "Should i call doctor if you are not well?" Mummy asked confusing me more. Why doctor? Its just little dizziness with headache and vomit which must be due to stress and hectic schedule. "Not now, first we should inform everyone" massiji said. Why to spread news of my sickness to everyone??? Before i could say both went out of the room. I trailed behind them...

Zeke frowned as he looked at Mimi, who was in front of him with a skeptical look in his eyes. "Appendicitis? Don't you need surgery?" Mimi was faking it, and she waved her hand. "No… I… I can still carry on. I can't delay the schedule of the entire crew just because I’m sick… I can still go on…" She clutched her stomach, pretending to be virtuous and inspirational. Zeke raised his eyebrows, still not believing in Mimi's words, "As far as I know, appendicitis will cause death if surgery isn’t performed in time. Are you sure you can go on? If something happens to you, the crew can't bear the responsibility."