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Pressure was a real thing. At least once in their life, everyone had faced severe pressure. Sara did too, not too long ago. Along with emotional blackmail, something that was pretty common in a lot of brown households.
Arsalan, her husband had gotten married to Ayesha, his first wife when the both of them were 22. Bi jaan had never approved of Ayesha but she didn't want to loose Arsalan after loosing his father. Arsalans father had passed away in a tragic accident when he was 18.
Arsalan and Ayesha had been married for 8 years yet they couldn't have a child, something that worries Bi Jaan a lot. She didn't was her nasal to stop anytime soon. So, she talked, more like pressured Sara into marrying Arsalan.
Sara had always found Arsalan intriguing. He had one of the kindest hearts and the most handsome face ever.
He wasn't like a lot of the men now a days.
That had attracted Sara to him even more. Now, don't get her wrong. She definitely didn't want to be the home wrecker, but she had no choice. Bi Jaan had threatened her with not talking to her and locking herself up. That literally shattered Sara's innocent heart, for Bi Jaan was all she had. For an old woman, she was sure convincing.
After getting Arsalan on board with this idea, the two of them got married.
Ayesha on the other hand, didn't take the news so well. Who would when you find out your husband is getting married again just for an heir that you couldn't give him. She had immense fear in her heart. Fear that her husband would fall for his younger second wife and forget all about Ayesha.
They had tried everything that could help them produce, but no avail.
They had tried everything that could help them produce, but no avail.
Obviously, people used this as an excuse to talk bad about the wealthy family. Arsalan had been from generation of mahraja's. They had passed on their wealth through out the generations and the Shah's in general had been respected because of their kindness.
After hearing people talk bad about the whole situation, she finally broke. She had convinced Arsalan by telling him that he can stay with Ayesha. He didn't have to leave her but needed to remarry for a heir.
Another reason Bi Jaan wanted her grandson to remarry was because she knew his first wife was nothing but a gold digger. Always spending tremendous amount of his money carelessly, ruling over everyone that worked for them harshly, doing nothing to help out the family's name with, and so much more.
Bi Jaan hoped that Arsalan would realize the true colors of his wife before it was too late.
Sara woke up the next morning at 8. While getting up to take a shower, she heard shouting from outside the room.
"Just go back to her, Arsalan!" Ayesha shouted at her husband.
"Ayesha, please, don't be like this," Arsalan begged in a voice full of exhaustion.
