Novel & Cerita Perut Bawah Terasa Keras

Emma's POV I didn't think it would happen like this. Not in a flash. Not without warning. Not like this. It started with a dull ache in my lower abdomen that morning. I'd felt occasional cramps before, but this was different. There was a tightness in my chest, too, like my body was trying to tell me something was terribly wrong. I got up slowly from the bed, one hand instinctively resting on my belly, trying to stay calm. "Maybe it's just nerves," I whispered to myself. "Maybe I just need to eat something, lie down again."

I gulped as I became aware of how close we are to each other. "Would you like to swim in the water?" Chris asked all of a sudden, bringing my gaze back to his eyes instantly. "What? "The water?" Chris asked again and I finally got a hold of myself. "Oh no, no, I will pass this one" I replied before moving back a bit. "Fine then," Chris replied before walking away from my front. I did not bother looking back at him. I have to solve whatever it is that I am feeling right now. My lower part keeps throbbing real badly, that I do not understand it. I felt something stir up in my lower stomach and I found myself clenching my thighs together at a point.

My hair is damp with sweat, sticking slightly to my forehead, my chest rising and falling heavier than it should be. “Get a grip,” I mutter under my breath. I straighten, pulling my shirt over my head, tossing it aside, then reaching for the hem of my shorts. When a sudden sharp pain hit me. “Ah— shit.” My breath catches as the pain slices through my lower abdomen, strong enough to make my knees buckle. I grab the edge of the sink but it doesn’t help. I drop. One knee hits the tiled floor first, then the other, my hand moving instinctively to my abdomen, pressing down hard as if that will stop it.

But I had no idea that wasn’t all. My stomach rumbled, and I felt the sudden contraction. The heaviness came crashing upon me as my breath got strained. “What is the problem, baby?” Brian asked, pressing his hands on my face. I shook my head negatively, the contraction hitting me again with much more force that I almost thought I might pass out. “I feel very heavy.” My lips shook. “Is it normal? Do you want to pee?” Brian asked confusingly. He is so clueless, and I chuckled in discomfort.

because he wants me back? I placed my hands over my head once again, feeling pain. For the past months, I've been feeling kind of weak, and I haven't even gone to see the pack doctor about it. I closed my eyes, trying to relax and calm down a little bit. I took a deep breath, but just as I did that, I felt a bit of pain in my belly. I have never felt a pain like that, apart from the headaches and weakness, and a little pain I have been feeling lately. But today, it felt as if my stomach was on fire.

My fingers tapped against the edge of the table, my mind restless, unsatisfied. I was still seething when a strange discomfort rippled through my stomach. At first, it was a dull ache, hardly worth my attention. I ignored it, my nails scraping against the wood as I took another breath. But then— A sharper pain shot through my lower abdomen, like claws tearing into me from the inside. I sucked in a sharp breath, my spine going rigid. What in the name of— A bead of sweat trickled down my temple. The pain came again, twisting, burning—worse than before.

I let my guard down, just a little. Then, the discomfort started—an urge to pee. But walking to the back or upstairs felt like too much. I ignored it, unwilling to break the moment, but the discomfort turned into sharp, twisting pain in my lower abdomen. I stiffened, gripping the edge of the counter, as a chill swept through me. Something was wrong. Cold sweat beaded on my forehead. The pain sharpened, and I gasped. “Allison?” Clayton’s voice barely registered. “You okay?” I pushed back from the counter, standing without leaning. “Excuse me,” I muttered.

The room was totally quiet except for the low, distant hum of the lower tier generators, but my breath was coming in short, shallow gasps. A sharp, hot twinge flashed deep inside my pelvic wall. It wasn't a normal ache. It wasn't the regular stretching pain Tarek had told me to expect in the early weeks. It felt like a thin, jagged needle of ice scraping right across my uterus, making my muscles lock up so hard I couldn't even draw air into my lungs. "No," I whispered into the dark room, my forehead dropping onto my knees as I squeezed my eyes shut. "Please, no. Not right now. Just hold together."

“What is it?” “Nothing,” she said automatically. “Just…tired.” The ache spiked, sudden and hot, stealing her breath. She hissed, folding forward slightly in the saddle. “Aria.” This time Kael’s tone left no room for evasion. “Talk to me.” She forced words past a suddenly dry throat. “The pup,” she managed. “They’re…upset.” Another lance of pain shot through her abdomen, radiating up into her chest. It's not like a normal cramp. Not like anything she’d felt before. Power flickered along her nerves, unbidden, like a surge trying to break through.

"It started just after midnight. Painful. It was pulling in my abdomen. Not so sharp but very persistent. I couldn't sleep throughout the night. It lasted until around four in the morning and then eased off but didn't go away completely. I still feel it now. Though it's duller now.” Dr. Hartley was already writing. "Location?" "Low and central. Slightly more on the right side too. I don't know to be honest. Maybe it's just everywhere.” "Did it radiate anywhere? Down your legs, into your back?" "Lower back. Yes. Not severe but noticeable." "Any bleeding?" "No." "Spotting of any kind?" "No." "Nausea beyond your usual?" I thought about it. "A little. Around two in the morning."