A SULTANA'S LIFE| MAGNIFICENT CENTURY| ✔️

CHAPTER 25

I paced around worriedly unable to settle down knowing that Ahmed was in battle at the moment. The rebel group was at the edge of the capital so if I look out of the window I can very much see what was going on in some way.

"Sultana you have to settle down, you're eight months pregnant you can't move around a lot," Karla said. I waved her off and walked out of the room.

"Where are we going Sultana," Malin asked but I ignored her and kept walking almost running. When I reached the sultan's room the guards opened the doors to me without even questioning why.

I walked out to the theras and leaned against the railing and watched as small fires erupted around a specific area.

"Allah please bring back my lover" I prayed to close my eyes shut tightly unable to hold back the tear that left my eyes.

BOOM

I opened my eyes hurriedly and looked out in front of me to see a very big explosion has happened where the battle was. I felt my heart drop down to the floor at the sight of dirty falling around the explosion some of it falling onto the city in front of me as black smoke filled the air.

"AHMED" I yelled worriedly. He was on that battlefield, he was in the middle of the explosion. He was there, he was there.

"SULTANA" Malin screams as everything fell black.

I was awake but refused to open my eyes. I don't want to hear them say "we're sorry sultana" "we lost his majesty" "may Allah give our young sultana Osman strength" I refuse to believe that Ahmed was gone.

"SHE'S BLEEDING A LOT I HAVE TO PULL THR BABY OUT FOR IT AND HER TO SURVIVE" I heard someone yell, probably the midwife.

"Do anything to save her majesty" I heard Karla say sobbing. NO! Don't pull the baby out it's still too early for him or her to be born.

Now I wanted to open my eyes and scream at them to stop but my body seemed to stop cooperating and didn't let me open my eyes. I felt a sharp pain in my lower parts and couldn't help but scream, I could imagine everyone in the room flinching from the power of the scream that came out unexpectedly from an unconscious woman.

"That's it sultana you're body is pushing the baby out" I heard the midwife say. I was finally able to open my eyes and look around me. I was In Ahmed's room with Karla and a dozen midwives surrounding me.

"Don't pull him out" I whispered weakly feeling tears leave my eyes fearing for my baby's life.

"I don't have a choice sultana, you're body is pushing him out so it can heal you," she said. I threw my head back letting out a scream of pain unwillingly pushing my baby out.

"IT'S TOO EARLY" I yelled. I took in a deep breath before another scream ripped through my body.

"We have no choice sultana. Don't worry God won't forget him and Insha'allah he will survive" the midwife said. I kept screaming and pushing for what seemed like hours before a loud piercing cry filled the room.

I didn't have time to see or ask as more pain hit my body. I screamed seeing black spots filled my eyes.

Hours that's how long my pain kept on going, hours before I finally fainted. I couldn't take the pain anymore. Am I dead? Maybe I am and I wasn't mad about it, this way I will be with my beloved. But what about my children they're all so young left with both of their parents gone.

"Wake up Jawhara" I heard a whisper, a very familiar whisper.

"My Jawhara" I looked around but there was nothing but darkness.

"Ahmed?" I asked turning around again but nothing; there was nothing.

"My love" I looked behind me again to see a blinding light. I walked over curiously.

"WAKE UP" this time it was a scream. Ahmed's scream. He was afraid, he was sad, I know it, I can hear it in his voice.

I ran as fast as I can towards the light not caring that it was blinding me or causing me a headache as I got closer and closer. Soon I felt like my body was on fire and everything hurt.

"AHMED" I yelled sitting up. I was still in Ahmed's room but now I was cleaned and laying down on cleaned sheets.

I looked beside me to see Ahmed standing there in one piece and with only one wound on his face running down from his forehead until his cheek in a straight line, the line was cut only once where his right eye sat leaving it unharmed miraculously.

"My love" I sobbed opening my arms. He launched himself at me pulling me in a bone-breaking hug.

"I was so worried my Jawhara" I heard him sob beside my ear. I couldn't hold myself too and burst out crying.

"When I saw the explosion I thought you were dead my heart" I cried pulling him even closer if that was possible.

He pulled away and held my face in between his hands. He placed his forehead on mine.

"The baby?" I asked worriedly as our crying ceased and we started controlling ourselves.

"They're just fine," he said. They?!

"They?" I asked. He pulled away and wiped my face with his delicate hands and took mine in his.

"You did it again my love. You bought me two princes and a sultana" he said kissing my forehead.

"Three again?" I asked. I felt dumb asking that but it was hard to process at the moment. After everything I've been through for the past while was making me go crazy and now this.

"Yes, my love" he kissed my cheek. I leaned my head on his shoulder feeling tired.

"I want to see them" I muttered as my eyes started closing.

"Sleep for now and you'll see them when you wake up" he muttered kissing the side of my head and laid me down before joining me on the bed pulling me as close to him as possible. That night we slept wrapped up in each other's arms holding on to our reason of existence as tightly as humanly possible for our sake and for each other's sake.