Siyasaat or politics, a game played by almost every person but mastered by only few.
Mehrimah was born from a concubine's womb but she also had an emperor's blood running in her veins. Mehrimah has all the qualities which are required in a good rul...
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The whole family along with Ibrahim pasha, were having dinner together. The low round table was big and they all sat on ground with cushions below them. Murad and Mehrimah sat side by side. Beside Mehrimah sat Orhan, then Naazli, then Kosem, then Gulnihal and at the end Ibrahim pasha with Murad.
There were only two people who were not saying anything and actually paying attention to food- one was Mehrimah and other one was not Murad but Orhan 😂.
Orhan's one hand was entangled in Mehrimah's long curl and with other he slowly ate food.
'Mere aaka hum aaj hi apne ghar wapis jaana chahte hain.......' Ibrahim pasha gained everyone's attention. '....Agar aapki ijazzat ho toh.' he added.
'Kuch din ruk jayiye Ibrahim!' Kosem Sultan said politely. 'Valide Sultan.......hum kuch sukoon ke pal humari begum aur bete ke saath beetana chahte hain......humare ghar mein.' Ibrahim pleaded them and they all chuckled.
'Theek hai.........aap jayiye!' Murad told his friend.
'Nahi!..........Hum nahi jayeinge!' a sweet angry voice said and they all turned to a cute-looking angry Orhan. 'Kyu Orhan?' Gulnihal asked her son. Little Orhan got up on his feet. He ran to Murad and said while throwing his arms as much as he could around his big frame 'Hum Mamujaan ko chod kar kahin nahi jayeinge!'
'Aise nahi bolte Orhan.........hum itne din rahe na mahal mein.......ab Baba bhi vapis aa gaye hain, toh ab hume ghar jaana hai!' Gulnihal told her son. Mehrimah didn't know if anyone else noticed this but Gulnihal herself also didn't look like she wanted to leave.
'Hum nahi jayeinge!' Orhan declared like a stubborn kid. 'Orhan! Aapki Valida theek keh rahi hain.............dekhiye Baba itne dinno baad aayein hain.....ab aap agar unke saath nahi jayeinge toh unhe kitna bura lagega!' Murad made Orhan understand and Mehrimah could tell that Murad didn't know how to talk to kids or how to make them understand😂. But somehow Orhan seemed to be habitual to see love behind his Uncle's stern voice and he still said 'Nahi! Nahi! Nahi!'
Murad sighed while looking at Ibrahim who had a sad smile on his face. 'Orhan!' Mehrimah sweetly called him and Orhan and others looked at her. Murad liked the way she called Orhan with sweetness. Here he was, planning to make her moan his name like a mess, but his heart was already demanding to hear his name in that sweet voice.
'Humare Shehzade...........agar aap jayeinge nahi toh Mamujaan ke paas vapis kaise aayeinge?' she asked him sweetly and guess what?.........that innocent soul got trapped in her trap. Orhan went into deep thinking😂.
'Aap sahi keh rahi hain.....' Orhan muttered while thinking. Everyone smiled at Orhan's cuteness expect his mother. Mehrimah looked at Gulnihal and gave her a smile while Gulnihal also forced one on her face. Neither Mehrimah was a new kid nor Gulnihal was a good actor............Mehrimah could easily see how much annoyed she was.
'Ye aapka hojra hai Sultana...............' Sumbul Agha said while opening a door and revealing a beautiful Ottoman style bedroom to her. Mehrimah smiled at the beautiful room. It was bigger than her room back home but looked small due to the extra furniture.
What attracted Mehrimah the most was the canopy bed.
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