I feel terrible for having hidden this from my beloved, but I didn't want to talk about it because it was very uncomfortable for me, but even more uncomfortable was being examined by the doctor, a lady of perhaps 70 years old, who asked me to open my legs so she could insert her fingers and roughly pat my inner belly, so that this torture would end! And more so with my mother at my side witnessing everything, Malhum hasn't arrived yet.
-So, are you pregnant or not, doctor? - My mother had no more nails on her hands.
- Congratulations Sultana! You are going to have a grandson inshallah. – washing her hands and leaving the room, my facial expression had nothing to do with my mother's face.
My mother came to the bed to hug me:
-Daughter, congratulations, I never thought you would get pregnant so quickly, as you were already married before. -While her maternal love suffocated me-
-That's what happens sometimes, mother, it's destiny- faking a smile on my face-
It's not that being a mother is a bad thing, but the circumstances of what is happening, but deep inside I take comfort in knowing that I have someone in my womb who has not yet been born, but who is already making me love him unconditionally.
Malhum asks permission to pass and my mother surprises him with the news:
-My daughter is pregnant, now you can't take your eyes off her even for a second, I know you were one hundred percent focused on the companies, but right now delegate that responsibility to someone else, our future grandchild is more important. -Malhum looked sad but still agreed to my mother's request very meekly.
The day went by and Yusuf was congratulated countless times by the staff, the maids and my mother, who kept praising him and saying what a great son-in-law he had.
My mother decided to stay in the mansion until she gave birth, and to delegate the harem to Aunt Halime. She said, "No one has given me grandsons, only granddaughters, the empire is governed and administered by men."
While my mother had Malhum, Vanu and I knit things for the baby, I think she was very affected by the death of Murad and my father as I was, and this was her way of evading reality and she began to say:
-Your husband is very handsome Ayse, I never thought he was such a handsome and young man. -trying to thread the thread through one of the needles-
My mother was always a very simple person, and in private she always treated the most faithful maids as her friends, since they were the closest to one due to the rivalry of the concubines fighting for the love of the Sultan, and although she spoke about many trivial topics, in my mind I could not stop thinking of a way to incriminate the traitor, and in my Malhum who was still upset with me.
-With much respect Sultanas, Yusuf Efendi was one of the most coveted Bachelors in the kingdom. Vanu said - as they like to whisper whenever they have the opportunity -
-He really is very handsome, said Malhum, just like his daughter, that child will be very lucky- added Malhum, he had never seen her so jealous.
-You're right Malhum, finish here, I have to go to the palace, I need to coordinate that everything is in order for the proclamation of the crown before the janissaries. -My mother left-
-Vanu- I whispered to her- can you... can you bring me that exotic fruit from India?
-Your orders are your orders. - He left, murmuring a few words to her, I imagine they were something like "this sultana asks me for more and more difficult things, the mango is a very difficult fruit to get."
- Are you craving something, Sultana? - Malhum asked with irony.
-Malhum we have to talk- taking her by the arm, and she moving away from my hold-
-Sultana, I told you that I need to think, give me space and time. -letting out a sigh-
-I know you're upset because I hid it from you, but we made vows of love, nothing, no one, and no situation will stop me from loving you.
-I made a vow to you and I will be with you until the end, but don't expect more from me for the moment, rather let's talk about something that's worrying me.
Malhum showed me the gifts that had arrived in her name, they were from my brother, they were bridal gifts. My mother also told her that after the coronation my brother would take her as his wife. But why so much interest in marrying her? Now I am the jealous one.
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I fell in love with my Sultana- English Version-COMPLET
RomansaIn the majestic setting of the Ottoman Empire, where the whispers of palaces intertwine with the mysteries of its cobbled streets, a story of forbidden love and hidden secrets blossoms. At the heart of this plot is a young maid, whose life becomes i...