"Neema, are you done preparing breakfast? We are running late," said Rob one day in the morning.
"I'm coming," Neema shouted out from the kitchen. "I will get ready, cooking is done. I made some miso soup," she said and walked out of the kitchen. "I'm sure she would love it," Neema looked pretty excited.
"Only miso soup?" asked Rob.
"No no, I have packed some gimbap too," she added, healthy it should start with though doctor said she can have anything now on," Neema pointed out.
"Yes yes, you know what is right for her," Rob patted Neema's head and walked off. He sat on the couch taking the newspaper from the table and began reading them.
Neema took a quick shower and got ready. She has been excited for the past few weeks though her daily routine was only hospital visits. She got a new daughter fof herself. It made her return back slowly to her normal sane state. Neema along began to show changes, responses, and improvement in her treatment. Rob began to feel at ease when this improvements were seen. Rob also tried to get in touch with Dr. Kyle from time to time. and Dr. Kyle was friendly with Rob and Neema, and ever since he heard about Neema's condition he decided to let things lose and let Rob and Neema visit his patient regularly. Things began to grow like they are all a family together.
"Hello uncle Rob, how are you? Where is Neema aunt, not here?" Kyle asked the moment they reached the hospital ward.
"You think she would not tag along?" asked Rob back.
"I doubt," Kyle laughed. "There she is," Kyle spotted Neema walking in through the door holding a bag.
"Stay right there, I have something for you," Said Neema loudly.
"What is it?" Kyle smiled and asked. Neema took out a flask of hot miso soup for Kyle too.
"Have them. They are healthy," added Neema.
"Awww that is great Ms. Neema, thank you for the soup," Kyle thanked her and laughed. Kyle then left for his rounds and Rob and Neema walked to the room. The girl was up. They knocked the door before they walked in.
"Come in," she said.
"Wait, this is not right, we must address her by her name," Rob said.
"Dear, tell us your name," Neema told girl. She looked tired. Her skin and lips looked pale. Her eyes looked sleepy and she had lots of wires and tubes still connected to her body. She had her bloods drawn often for various tests. She had bandages around her chest, and legs. She hardly moved without help. She had a smile that was pretty but painful. Neema and Rob would feel guilty but decided to give the girl everything they can.
"Name..?" the girl looked lost suddenly. She looked at Rob and Neema. "My name..." she did not know what to say. "The name..." the girl was totally not doing okay.
"Yes your name? What does everyone call you? Family, friends?" Rob asked trying to be casual.
"Family..fa.." The fear in the girl's eyes was real.
Neema and Rob got scared. They rushed out and called for Kyle.
"What happened?" Kyle enquired and they walked back to their room.
"She cannot recall anything. She does not even know her name," Neema said and began crying.
"Prepare for an MRI scan now," Kyle instructed his nurse.