THE FAMILY THOUGHT THEY WON.
THEY THOUGHT MIRSHAD WAS FINISHED.
THEY THOUGHT THEY BROKE HIM.
BUT THEY FORGOT ONE THING.
MRD. NEVER. STAYS. DOWN.
The breakfast table was still full of laughter.
Mirshad sat silently, eating his food, taking every insult like a man.
Sophia smirked beside him, drinking her coffee, completely relaxed.
She had won.
Or so she thought.
Rayyan leaned back in his chair. "Damn, I never thought I'd see the day MRD would lose a battle."
Amir grinned. "We should mark today as a holiday. 'THE DAY SOPHIA BROKE MRD.'"
Malik shook his head. "Nah, bro. More like 'THE DAY MRD MET HIS MATCH.'"
Sara smirked. "Or should we say, 'THE DAY MRD MET HIS QUEEN?'"
EVERYONE LAUGHED.
Except Mirshad.
He just sat there, slowly cutting his food, chewing quietly.
And then… he smirked.
A VERY DANGEROUS SMIRK.
Mirshad finally spoke.
"Are you all done?"
The room fell silent.
Amir blinked. "Uh… yeah?"
Mirshad took a sip of his coffee.
Then, slowly placed his cup down.
"Good."
His eyes gleamed.
"Because now… IT'S MY TURN."
EVERYONE TENSED.
Amir leaned back. "Wait… bro, chill…"
Malik whispered. "Why do I feel like we made a mistake?"
Rayyan gulped. "Shit, we woke him up."
Sara gasped. "RUN!"
BUT IT WAS TOO LATE.
Mirshad turned to Amir first.
"Amir… you laughed the most. Let's start with you."
Amir froze. "W-Wait—"
Mirshad smirked.
"Who was the one crying last week because a girl ignored his text?"
THE ROOM EXPLODED.
Malik fell off his chair. "BROOOO!"
Rayyan clapped his hands. "EXPOSED!"
Sara wiped fake tears. "So tragic."
Amir gasped. "BRO! I TOLD YOU THAT IN CONFIDENCE!"
Mirshad shrugged. "Oops."
Next target—MALIK.
Mirshad turned. "Malik, tell me, how did it feel when you went to the gym last week and got DESTROYED by a 60-year-old man?"
EVERYONE SCREAMED.
Rayyan banged the table. "BRO, NOT THE OLD MAN STORY!"
Amir wiped tears. "I CAN'T BREATHE!"
Malik turned red. "THAT DUDE WAS A MONSTER!"
Mirshad nodded. "He was 60 years old, Malik."
THE ROOM EXPLODED AGAIN.
NEXT TARGET—RAYYAN.
Mirshad locked eyes with Rayyan.
"Rayyan… tell me, how's your fear of frogs going?"
Rayyan turned pale. "Bro… don't."
Mirshad smiled.
"Last week, a tiny frog jumped on your leg. And what did you do?"
Sara smirked. "Oh, I know this one! HE SCREAMED LIKE A CHILD!"
Amir shouted. "HE JUMPED ON THE TABLE AND REFUSED TO COME DOWN FOR 20 MINUTES!"
Malik gasped. "BRO… YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO BE A WARRIOR!"
Rayyan covered his face. "I HATE ALL OF YOU."
Mirshad smirked. "Payback's a bitch, brother."
Mirshad finally turned to Sophia.
She raised an eyebrow. "Oh? You want to play with me too?"
Mirshad smirked. "I just have one question for you."
Sophia smirked back. "Go ahead."
Mirshad leaned closer. "Are you sure your legs aren't hurting today?"
THE ROOM ERUPTED.
Amir FELL OFF HIS CHAIR.
Malik was on the floor, CRYING.
Rayyan SHOUTED. "BRO, HE GOT HER BACK!"
Sara COVERED HER FACE. "OH MY GOD!"
Sophia's face turned COMPLETELY RED.
Mirshad SMIRKED.
Sophia gritted her teeth. "You bastard."
Mirshad sipped his coffee. "I win."
THE ROOM LOST IT.
BABA, FINALLY SPEAKING. "Now THAT… was a true battle."
Sophia glared at Mirshad. "This isn't over."
Mirshad smirked. "I'm counting on it."
THE WAR CONTINUES.
BUT FOR NOW… THE FAMILY ENJOYS PEACE.
As the laughter died down, the reality of what was coming next started to settle in.
The world was watching.
The people were waiting.
The biggest meeting in human history was about to take place.
Mirshad stood up.
"Alright, everyone. Enough fun. It's time to get serious."
The room fell silent.
Sophia's expression turned determined.
Sara, Malik, Rayyan, Amir—all of them locked in.
Baba nodded. "We're ready."
Mirshad exhaled. "Then let's begin."
The world meeting preparation had officially begun.
A moment of laughter before a moment of history.
This was just the beginning.