Tanveer and Shahzaib were present at Aneesa's house. Naheed placed water in front of them and went to the kitchen to prepare food, while Uzair sat with them. When Naheed returned, she got engaged in conversation with them.
"Aunty, you must get tired doing all the work alone," Shahzaib asked when he saw her working.
"Alone? Sahira is there. She helps," Naheed replied.
"Aneeesaaa...she doesn't do any work?" Tanveer pulled her name out in a derogatory manner, and Uzair glanced at her with a scowl.
"No, son. Where else would these household chores come from her? Zakaria even says she should learn to work. Besides, girls often have to face many difficulties," Naheed replied with a smile.
"Yes, yes, absolutely," Tanveer said, and Uzair was still staring at him.
"Auntie... you've never forcefully intervened in this matter either," Shahzeb remarked.
"No," Naheed replied with a smile. "It's her choice, what can we do? We've made every effort from our side."
Meanwhile, Sahira came out of her room.
"Why are you guys asking about her?" she asked them both as she approached.
"Just like that, her name came up, And so nothing." Shahzaib said, trying to deflect.
"Liar. You mentioned her." Uzair pounced on him.
No, son. Don't talk to adults like that...say sorry Sahira scolded her son. While Uzair turned his eyes away.
"It's ok Bhabhi. Don't scold. He is a child. Your son is a complete copy of his aunt Aneesa." Shahzaib said with a faint smile.
"Rude bit." Tanveer spoke in Shahzaib's ear. Shahzeb elbows Tanveer and stands up.
Shahzaib teased Tanveer, and he stood up.
"Alright Auntie, let's go. The ones we came to meet aren't even at home," Shahzeb said, picking up a glass of water and taking a sip.
"What does that mean?" Naheed asked, puzzled.
"Auntie, he's actually talking about Uncle and Shehroz," Tanveer explained, trying to handle the situation.
"We will keep coming back. It's our home," Shahzaib said, smiling, as he reached out his hand towards Uzair. But Uzair didn't shake hand. Shahzaib withdrew his hand himself and clenched his fist tightly. He was furious at the two-inch-tall boy. Aneesa's reflection was visible. He felt like throttling the boy sitting in front of him. But they both went outside.
"Do you had seen his stubbornness," Shahzaib expressed his anger to Tanveer.
"What do we have to do with him? Leave him. First, let's solve Aneesa's issue, then we'll see about his too," Tanveer reassured him, patting his shoulder.
"Don't you get angry?" Shahzaib asked Tanveer.
"I do. I get angry a lot. I'll settle all scores in one day," Tanveer replied and they both laughed.
"Definitely... definitely... we all will, even..." Shahzaib chuckled.
"Bro, just stop it. Whenever you go in front of her, your voice just doesn't come out." .
"It becomes necessary. I will deceive him by being his sympathizer. Everyone has their own way." Shahzaib clapped Tanveer while saying.
"You will go very far." They both laughed at this.
Uzair was sitting on his knees on the couch with his face saddened. Sahira was scolding him and cleaning the rice for dinner.
"Go, go and study. Always playing around. Sometimes you need to stop."
