Breaking Apart!

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Some people in Khan Villa woke up due to the sunlight coming through their windows, while others were stirred awake by their alarms. Sana and Sofiya were dressed in fancy clothes as they were the new brides, while the men were ready to go to work. Everyone was sitting at the breakfast table.

Ibrahim and Zain were ready to leave for the firm, and the rest joined Zahid Khan's business and were now going with Ayaan to the company. Sahil, who was wearing a three-piece grey suit, looked particularly happy this morning, and Saima, who was sitting beside him, was also blushing.

"Agha jaan, I want to tell you something," Sahil said while sipping on his coffee. "Kya baat hai, barkhurdar? Batao," Dada asked while continuing his breakfast. "Saima is expecting," Sahil announced, revealing Saima's pregnancy. Saima was a blushing mess, and everyone was overjoyed, though Amaira felt a pang in her heart. She was happy for her cousin and her best friend but was deeply saddened. If only she could have a baby, Ibrahim wouldn't be forced to marry someone else.

"Congratulations, my brother. I am so happy for you." Ibrahim was the first to congratulate him, followed by all the elders one by one, while the younger ones demanded a treat.

"Baba, I need to leave for the USA in a week for about a month, so can you please speed up the process of my wedding with Maleeha? Can we do a small nikkah and rukhsati?" Ibrahim requested while eating his cheese omelette. Noor Khan, who was bringing hot parathas, overheard this and looked at her son in disapproval. "Beta, Maleeha might want a big wedding like Amaira," she said to Ibrahim, who cut her off mid-sentence. "I am marrying her; that should be enough for her," Ibrahim said, while Maleeha bit her lower lip to control her anger.

"I want Amaira to take care of all the nikkah preparations," Ibrahim said, looking at Amaira, who gave a forced smile and nodded in approval. "Also, Amaira, could you please move back into your previous room so that Maleeha can move into Ibrahim's room? Whether you stay with him or not doesn't make much of a difference when Maleeha is going to give me an heir."

"Bhabhi, bas karain. Main apni beti ke sath ziyadati bardasht nahi karon gi. Meri beti bhi Ibrahim ki biwi hai. Woh uske kamre mein hi rahe gi. Aap is Maleeha ka kamra koi aur set karwa den. Nahi toh agar aapko Amaira ki zaat itni hi tang kar rahi hai, toh Ibrahim se kaho Amaira ko talaq de de. My daughter is still 21, and she will get better in 2 to 3 years, and then I will get her married to someone else," Faiza Khan said, having listened to the whole thing patiently.

"Bas kar do tum dono. Abhi hum zinda hain," Agha jaan said angrily, silencing both of them.

"Jo ho raha hai, ab hone do. Amaira room khali nahi kare gi; Maleeha ke liye koi dusra kamra ready karwain. Aur agar kisi ko Amaira se problem hai, toh woh apna bandubast is ghar se bahar jaake karein," Bee jaan ordered.

"Sorry, jaan, but I had to say this to intimidate your mom," Ayaan thought to himself. "Tayi jaan, yaad rakhain ke aapki beti meri biwi hai ab. Agar aapne meri behen ke saath na insafi ki, toh aapki beti bhi khush nahi rahe gi," Ayaan warned Noor Khan, who was crossing her limits.

"Ayaan Khan, control yourself. Your mom and I are still alive. We can handle this," Zahid Khan said to Ayaan, who was fuming. "But Baba, I will not allow my sister to go through the pain of a second wife," Ayaan firmly maintained his position.

Ibrahim remained calm until Sana intervened in his and Amaira's dispute. "I didn't betray your sister, nor did I want this marriage. It was your sister who made me do this," Ibrahim said calmly to Ayaan, knowing that Ayaan was highly protective of his little sister. Everyone was overly protective of Amaira as she was the youngest.

"Bhai, mujhe bhi yeh sahi nahi lagta. Amaira ke saath itni bari na insafi," Sahil tried to reason, but Noor Khan interrupted. "Na insafi toh mere bete ke saath hui hai. Ab kya sari zindagi is banjh ke saath guzar de," Noor Khan shouted in anger.

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