Raaz ( Mystery)

Chapter 6

Asher :

His dinner was ready so he took the stake out of the dish and placed it on his plate. He heard the front door open with a clicking sound. He already knew who it was so he didn't bother to look at the door. He sat on the dinning table with his dinner.

"Wassup Hitler? Aren't you going to welcome your guest?"

"Why would I welcome someone I never invited in the first place ? And stop calling me that Arhaan it's not even funny."

"Do you think I need an invitation?"

"Yes you do and also try ringing the bell sometimes it's there for a reason."

"Why would I ring the bell when I have the keys ? And I don't need your permission this is my second home."

"What do you need ?"

"Why are you so mannerless at least offer me something to eat".

"You just said this is your second home make yourself something if you're hungry."

Arhaan sat beside Asher at the dining table chewing a Buble gum in his mouth. After a few moments of silence he finally said "I'm here to find the reason you missed your doctor's appointment today."

" I don't need therapy I'm not mentally unstable." Asher replied while eating his steak.

Arhaan looked at him for a second like he was actually retarded. " Do you really think therapy is only for mentally unstable people?"

"Please don't start this again Arhaan I've told you I'm completely fine and I don't need to see that doctor Mila or whatever her name is."

"Asher I'm doing this because I care. You've been through a lot already and trust me you'll feel a lot better after this I promise."

Asher dropper his fork and said "Arhaan I'm completely fine and I don't need this."

"Do you think I'm a fool ? Do you think you can lie to me? I know you more than anyone else. You've never been the same since we lost her. If you don't tell me anything that doesn't mean I can't read your face."

Asher's face turned red making his veins more visible. " If you're here to talk about this then you can leave Arhaan." He stood up and started washing his plate in the sink.

Arhaan followed him towards the kitchen.
"Okay relax I just wanted you to be more open about your feelings. If you don't wanna talk about it I won't mention it again but I have one condition."

"You and your silly conditions. What it is it now ?"

"You will take one session with Dr Mila in which you'll be completely honest about your feelings and even after that if your mind is not changed about therapy I will not force you again I swear on my new sexy sports car."

This brought a smile at Asher's face which made the dimple on his right cheek visible. He rarely smiled but when he did Arhaan was the reason behind it. Asher wasn't expressive but Arhaan knew he loved him more than anyone. They both had spend their childhood in the same orphanage and were like family.

"Okay you win now can you please shut up" Asher said suppressing his smile.

" One last thing please".

"Ab Kya hai ? ( What is it now ?)

"Let's go for a bike race. Bht waqt hogaya tujhy harayay." ( It's been so long defeating you ).

" Tujhy Kya lagta hai mujhy harana itna asan hai ?" (Do you think it's that easy to defeat me ?)

Arhaan was riding his Yamaha R6 while Asher was on his Harley Davidson 420. They rode from Tverskaya to Stoleshnikov. Asher defeated Arhaan but Arhaan didn't accept him as the winner and said he cheated. ( He never accepted his defeat in bike race ). He insisted on another round but Asher shut him up by saying he had a lot of work at home.