Planned By Him(an islamic love story)

chapter 14

Hasna's POV

"Here" zahir said chucking the rope to me.

"Why do we need a rope?" I asked.

"To climb, duh." He replied.

" WHAT?" My eyes widened" I am not climbing anything. Why cant we get inside through the door and not through a window?" I whined.

"Because we dont have the keys to the door." He sighed, clearly frustrated.

"Thats it! I'm not coming"

"But hasna, youre the one who knows where the files are!"

I huffed." Okay fine. But how am i supposed to climb a window in my abaya?"

"Adjust a little. But I won't catch you if you fall" he smirked.

I rolled my eyes as i took my bagpack which consisted of :
A torch, a rope, a first aid kit if anyone falls *rolling eyes*, keys to the window (i had to steal them ),and a pair of scissors.

" Lets go! And dont forget to switch off your phone!"

I nodded. You might be wondering, we are going to sneak in to the closed hospital where I work to get the details of uncle yusuf and whoever was with him. I really hope its aunty nafisa because that's what zahir wants- to meet his mother. It was just me and zahir because sam and azim were off to their uncles wedding , dave was sick and amina, well,
she said she doesnt want to commit a sin by sneaking in. I mean, come on, its for zahir's good. Its like white lie-  white robbery. Hahaha.

I zipped my jacket over my abaya, Yeah, it was too cold at night and stroded to zahir's car.

*outside the hospital*

"You go ahead, I'll check up on Mr. Harper." Zahir said and took slow steps as he went to the front of the hospital.

I looked in front of me and gulped. The window to the room was approximately 3 metres high.

I shivered as i took out the rope from by bag.

I saw zahir coming towards me and i handed him the rope.

"He is sleeping as if he hasnt slept for years. But dont make any noise. Do as i say."

I nodded and he threw the rope upwards and it coiled itself around the railing of the window and stopped at the big stone tied at the end.

Zahir smirked at the rope as he checked it by tugging it.

"Y-you go first."i stuttered.

"Dont be nervous. You'll still have some bones left out of 206 if you fall.  "He chuckled.

I glared at him as he put one of his leg on the wall and clutched the rope tightly.

"Watch me." He said and started taking steps and walking on the wall as if it was some kind of  staircase and the rope was its railing.

He reached about one metre and nodded at me as a gesture to come up.

Ya allah please help me. I prayed in my mind as i clutched the rope so hard as if my life depended on it. Well in this case, it did.

I imitated zahir's movements and within a few seconds we were in front of the hospital window.

Zahir reached for his pocket with his left hand. He took out the keys, which he decided,he will keep . he unlocked the window and jumped inside. I held my abaya in one hand and the railing of the window in  another and jumped in too. The aura of the hospital hit my nose inside the niqab and I gaged. I hate the smell of hospitals. We were in the section of the hospital where all files are kept. I took out the torch and started searching for a 2016 file.

I found it in one of the dusty racks. I hadnt even fully opened it until the door knob twisted. My eyes went wide and my heart leapedou of my chest(not literally though).

I was just standing in my place like a statue until Zahir pulled my wrist and pulled us both in a corner beside a table. I grabbed the file with me and hid it under my scarf, just in case.

We heard the door open and  I started panicking. There was a lot of dust in this corner. Damn! Im allergic to dust! Dust filled my niqab and "a-aa-a- ACCHoo!" I sneezed.

Zahir face palmed himself. And before i could sneeze one more time,he held his hand on my nose over my niqab and i sneezed again, but not that loudly. I felt a weird sensation on my nose which he had held.

His hand was cold and so was mine.

"I know you are hiding there, come out!" Came a familiar, harsh voice.