Tidak Bisa Mencium Bau Dan Rasa Novels & Stories

I thought inwardly, and walked to the far end and sniffed, but I couldn't smell her. "What's wrong? Can't you smell her again?" Justin asked, his face furrowed in a puzzle. He walked and stood beside me. "I don't know. I can't seem to perceive her scent any longer. I don't know what's wrong?" I slapped my forehead. Everything is just happening like a film; a very badly and poorly written script acted by the worst characters on earth, and watching it alone is freaking the hell out of me. The scene is confusing, even when I try to recall and process everything; I still can't understand.

Course not really… Unless you consider the feeling of someone whacking your heart with a baseball bat okay… But instead I smile, rubbing the back of my neck in embarrassment. “Darn that sense of smell of mine is wrong again! See this is what happens when you don’t eat enough carrots as a child. You end up the weakest alpha that she can’t even distinguish one person’s scent from the next. Let alone her mate!”

"What do you think about this, by the way? Pretty good? Or is it too garlicky for you?" "It's perfect. It's easier for me to eat carbs and other food with lots of flavor. I don't do as well with bland stuff or anything too sweet." I wrinkled my nose. "The worst thing is that I can't stand the smell or the taste of coffee anymore. That just started a couple of weeks ago."

I loved it when he asked me questions, and I loved it even more when he listened to everything I said as if I were some kind of genius. "Saliva helps wash away the bacteria that cause bad breath," I explained. “However, saliva production decreases while we sleep. So the bacteria goes wild overnight, and boom—morning breath.” He seemed to be taking notes in his head as he nodded. After a moment, he said, "That's... informative," then scowled and attempted to sniff the air. “Wait… I forgot I can’t smell,” he said, laughing, and I blinked. “What?” “I can’t smell,” he said casually as if it was no big deal. I suppose it wasn’t for him, but I’d go crazy if I couldn’t smell. “Merpeople don’t have

I let out a deep sigh and fell backwards back on the bed. “Next, name two things you can smell.” Man I wish I could keep my cool like Koa was doing right now. She didn’t seemed phased by any of this, and I wasn’t sure if that was aggravating me more or not. “One, earth. Two, salt water.” “I’m not even going ask. So just name one thing you can taste.” Koa still calm as ever. “I’m not sure what I’m tasting. It almost remind me of a musky smell if that makes any sense.” I run my hands down my face, getting more and more aggravated.

’ Closing my eyes, trying to focus and follow his advice, I struggled at first just from feeling his touch but eventually was able to push the thrill out of my mind to become still. I gasped as I felt a prickling twinge of a scent. It smelled… sweet and tasted metallic and bitter. Grinning widely, I turned my head up at him, ‘Sweet smelling and bitter tasting?’ ‘Weird combination, isn’t it?’ He stroked my cheek with his thumb. Biting down on my lip, I placed the letter down and swivelled to face him fully, leaning against the table, ‘How can I do this too? Smell and taste magic like you can?’

It was the same this time. She could smell alcohol on him but could question nothing. All she could do was cover her nose with her hand and frown. “Did you drink?” “Your nose is that sensitive?” He smiled with indifference and moved closer to her. “Can you smell what I’ve eaten?” The smell of alcohol became stronger as he approached her. It made her feel sick, and she hurriedly took a few steps back. “Don’t do that!” “Don’t tell me you’re shy. This is also a part of your training. You must have a sensitive nose to work as a perfumer, right?” Frank laughed and reached out to touch her cheek.

"What was the trigger?" Kurai pointed to his nose. "My smell. I have scent memories that I still remember from birth and now I can smell anything from miles away." He bragged. "You seem to be used to it then." Kazuha mused. Cai Kang suddenly feels like a third wheel. "Not at all. He can control the range of his sense of smell." Kazuha nodded then frowned upon noticing something strange. "You are a Kyo but you have no chi training, did you?"

I continued "I'm twenty-one. And well I turn twenty-two in four days so you can guess when my birthday is." I nodded again and wrote it down. Once I was done writing down her information I looked at her, said "thank you", and walked away. I felt a strange feeling in the pit of my stomach, realizing that I couldn't smell her scent. Everyone has one, some might smell pleasant to the nose like; fresh flowers or a fruit something mellow. While others might have a more pungent smell like; ginger or cinnamon, but with Adria I didn't get a whiff of anything except her floral perfume.

He wringed it and folded it multiple times before hanging it on the bathroom rod. After he was done, he took a shower, washing himself thoroughly, he could not get rid of the smell of Lisa. It was messing with his brain, how could he just perceive her and register her scent. He could feel his smelling sense probably grew better and he could recognize someone by their scent, but Lisa's scent couldn't leave his brain.