The khan's family was gathered in lounge enjoying the breakfast.
"Meenu shopping pe chalein bhabhi ne apna dress leliye mai to Ahaan ke sath lungi tumara dress decide karte hai!" Aiman said sipping her coffee
"Bhaiya ne ground kardiya hai, shaadi ki umar hogayi hai meri aur yeh mujhe abhi tak bacho ki tarah ground kiye jaarahe hai!" Minaheel said annoyingly glaring at zayyan.
Zayyan, who had been walking up the stairs, stopped mid-step and turned around. He strode back down to the lounge, with long strides.
"Kya kaha meenu kehna firse!" He said firmly
"Nahi nahi kuch nahi!" She gulped.
He twisted her ear hardly.
"Sharam nahi aati na bilkul bhi sab bade maujood hai fir bhi aisi baatein karti ho, ache ghar ke ladkiya apni shaadi ki baat khud karti hai?!" He said not leaving her ear.
"Ahhhh bhaiyaa sorry chordo mera kaan!" She yelped in pain, and slapped his hand.
"Yeh ladki humari naak kataegi sasrural jaakar!" Minaheel's mother said to her husband.
"Ache ghar ke ladke ladkiyo par hath bhi nahi uthate!" Minaheel rubbing her sore ear, muttered under her breath still loud enough for everyone to hear, all elders chuckled at her.
She is the sunshine of house, whenever her parents or bade baba tries to discipline her, she would pout and sulk and doesn't speak to anyone. It was a tactic that usually worked, and her family would end up sparing her from punishment. However, Zayyan had taken it upon himself to discipline her, and he was determined to do it without being swayed by her charms.
"Batau tumhe hath uthana kise kehte hai!" Zayyan asked firmly.
"Babaaa!" Minaheel whined.
"Arey bhai tang na karo meri bachi ko, jao mera beta aapko shopping jana hai na jao mai dekhta hu yeh kaise rokta hai!" Minaheel's father spoke.
"Chachuu yar aap isey aur bigadte ho, poore 2 weeks isne sirf restaurants ka khaya hai ghar ke khane ko hath tak nahi lagaya isliye ground kiya maine, ab bahar jaegi fir bahar se khaegi!" Zayyad shot back
"Bhaiya mai hu na mai nahi khane dungi isey, khana bhi ho toh healthy salads khilaongi aap tension na lein!" Aiman, who had been quietly observing the exchange, spoke up.
"Yeh tumari sunti to aur kya hi baat hoti!" Zayyan replied.
Minaheel chuckled, looking towards Aiman mischievously. Though Aiman was the elder one, it was often Minaheel who got her way. Aiman usually didn't have the patience to deal with Minaheel's tantrums, so she would often give in. The little princess knew exactly how to wrap her family around her finger.
"Meenu no junk is allowed beta ghar aakar lunch karogi, ab zayyan punish karega to mai nahi aaonga beech me!" Minaheel's father said firmly.
"Done baba nahi khaongi bahar ka kuch bhi pakka!" She smiled sweetly.
"Aap bhi pareshan naa ho nahi khaogi kuch bhi pakka wala promise, aapki jasoos toh hai hi na unse puchlena agar mujh par trust nahi ho to!" Minaheel hugged zayyan referring to aiman.
"Tum par trust nahi hoga toh kis par hoga, jao take care of yourself!" Zayyan patted Minaheel's face affectionately.
"Mai nahi karti tumari jasoosi bhaiya ko, unhe khud sab pata chal jata hai!" Aiman slapped her arm.
"Ouchhh maarti kyu ho, itni zor se lagti hai!" Minaheel rubbed her arm and slapped Aiman the same way.
"Owww meenu!" Aiman winced rubbing her arm
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A beautiful mishap
General Fiction"Step into the world of Malik mansion, where two brothers unaware of their sister fight with their own battles,meanwhile their sister is trapped in a family she feels abandoned from, she has a dream to escape from the world she is living, but instea...
