Forbidden Love

Part 40.

Ok so I just re-read the whole story and rekized how crunge it was...I apologize...thats literally the only thing I can say, but ill try make it less cringe now😭

  Me, Maria and Mehmed are now living in small house, it was given to us by a kind lady. For the first few days we had to be on the street and sleep in carrige since we didnt had anywhere to go, im glad we found a house. My biggest concern right now is my new baby, soon I will give birth and im scared, its been ling time since I gave birth and I also dont know where to put Mehmed since I only have one slave and she needs to help me with birth. We live in one room plus the bathroom.

  I sat down on a bed since I couldn't walk anymore, Maria then approached me "Sultana, I will go get us some food" she said and I nodded "be careful so no one recognizes you" I told her "of course Sultana" she bowed and then left. I thought about writing my mom a letter and telling her we are okay but then again she probably doesn't care much now since she is still mad.

  Suddenly I heard knock on the door and I froze, who could that be? I slowly got up and hid Mehmed behind the curtains and then walked to the door. I opened the door revealing the lady that gave us the house "hello darling, I cooked you guys some food, I saw you were pregnant so I figured I could help" she smiled sweetly while holding plates with freshly cooked food. I smiled at her and invited her in "thank you so much Ma'am, Allah bless you" I told her and she placed the food on table, she smiled and left.

  Me and Mehmed sat be the table "when is Maria coming?"Mehmed asked and sudden wave of worry rushed in me "Maria.." I looked at clock on the wall showing its almost 6 p.m, I got up and walked over to the window seeing no sign of her.

  I waited for few more minutes before hearing Loud banging on the door, my heart bear raced up and I quickly grabbed Mehmed and hugged him tight, je started crying "shh its okay baby" I told him but he kept crying more. "OPEN UP!" The voice behind the door said, I quickly pulled Mehmed in the small bathroom with me and locked the door thinking we would be safe there, the men bursted through the door breaking it and atarted searching the small house, I heard them approach the bathroom and my breath hitched "pls don't" I whispered to myself almoat crying. The man opened the door revealing me and my son, I quickly picked up Mehmed and held him tightly "STAY AWAY!" I grabbed the wodden stick that was on the floor because it just was and I pointed it at the guard, my hand was shaking, I didn't know what else to do "Give me prince Mehmed" he said calmly, I looked behind him and saw that the other guards were holding Maria and she was crying.

  "Please dont take my son away, I cant be with him" I was shaking, I was so scared if whats going to happen to us "I am Sultana Hieren, the daughter of Suleiman and Hürem sultan! You can't do this!" I held Mehmed tighter"This was ordered by Sulatan Suleiman himself, im just doing my job" I shook my head in disbelief"Liar! Get out of my house!!" I screamed at him, he walked over to me and tried grabbing Mehmed by force but I didnt let go of him. I couldn't ran out of the bathroom because the space was so small that me and guard baerly fit in and he was blocking the whole door.

  I saw he started getting annoyed so he harshly pushed me and I hit my head and back on the wall and he took Mehmed wehn I let go of him. "MOM!!" Mehmed started screaming and crying"NO PLEASE LEAVE HIM!" I cried too and ran after him, but the other guards stopped me. I could hear Mehmeds cries and yelling from the outside I started crying. Then the orher guards left too with Maria, I knew there wa no use of stopping them because Maria is property of the Palace and Sultan. I cried my heart out, they took my baby, they took my little lion, Is Allah punishing me for what I did? I know they will take care of Mehmed but he still needs his mother....

  Few days have passed and the Lady that gave me her house started helping me because she saw the situation and felt bad. Her name is Francesca, she is 40 year old woman Italian woman who moved to turkey because of the war, she is really sweet and lovely.

  "Are you full?" She asked as she got up from her seat after finishing her plate of food she cooked, I nodded "yes, this was amazing thank you so much" I takmed her before getting up but she stopped me "no dear, you have to rest, I will clean everything" she said and started cleaning.

  I suddenly started felling massive pain in my stomach to the point where it made me cry, Francesca looked at me worried "are you ok?"

  I trued getting uo but couldn't because of the pain "I think the baby is coming" I said and she quickly rushed to me and helped me (I really dont know how to write the baby born part but you probably know how it is).

  An hour later my baby finally came, he was beautiful, Francesca placed him in my arms and I started crying out of joy "my son" I whispered "My prince" I sniffed and looked up in the sky/celling " Look Mustafa, our son is born" I said before looking back at my bew born son and kissing his head "what will you name him Sultana?" Francesca asked, I could hear her crying as well. I smiled from ear to ear before saying "Mustafa" I sniffed "Mustafa wanted me to name him after him".

I hope its less cringe now lol