Rama remained silent.
Raya's question only made his thoughts more chaotic.
He studied the woman for a few moments. There were so many things he wanted to ask her, but when he saw how pale Raya still looked, Rama realized this wasn't the time to force her to remember anything.
The doctor stepped closer.
"Don't think too much for now. Your brain is still recovering."
"But, Doctor..." Rama looked at the doctor. "Does she have amnesia?"
The doctor didn't answer right away.
"There may be memory impairment caused by the impact to her head. But we can't determine yet whether it's temporary or permanent."
Raya, who had overheard the conversation, looked back and forth between them.
"Amnesia?"
"For now, you're experiencing memory loss," the doctor answered gently. "Don't force yourself to remember everything just yet."
Raya fell silent.
Tears slowly gathered in the corners of her eyes.
"I don't even know who I am..."
Rama felt something clench in his chest.
For some reason, seeing the woman cry made him uneasy.
The doctor checked Raya's condition once more before saying, "Mr. Rama, you should step outside for now. The patient needs to rest."
Rama nodded.
But before he could turn around, Raya suddenly called out to him.
"Sir..."
Rama stopped.
He turned back.
Raya stared at him, her eyes full of confusion.
"If I don't remember who I am..." Her voice trembled. "Then who will tell my family that I'm here?"
Rama fell silent.
That question made his thoughts focus on one thing again.
Raya's family.
He did have her patient information, but no one had come looking for her.
Even though the accident had happened some time ago.
Rama looked at the doctor.
"Doctor, hasn't the hospital contacted the patient's family?"
The doctor shook his head.
"We tried contacting the emergency number on file, but no one has come."
Rama frowned.
"Emergency number?"
"Yes. But the number isn't active."
Rama fell silent.
Something felt wrong.
If Raya had a family, why hadn't anyone come looking for her?
And if there was no family they could contact, then who was this woman, really?
Rama looked at Raya again.
"I'll find them."
Raya blinked.
"Find who?"
"Your family."
"But... what if I really don't have a family?"
Rama was silent for a moment.
Then he answered in a calm voice.
"At the very least, we have to try."
Raya stared at him without blinking.
"Why are you willing to help me?"
Rama didn't answer right away.
He didn't know himself.
Her problems shouldn't have been his responsibility.
He was just someone who happened to be at the scene and had brought her to the hospital.
But ever since he saw that car slam into Raya, a strange feeling had continued to bother him.
Even more so now, when the woman couldn't even remember her own name.
"Because..." Rama drew a breath. "I have a feeling your accident wasn't an ordinary accident."
The doctor's expression immediately turned serious.
Raya stared at Rama in confusion as well.
"What do you mean?"
Rama didn't have time to answer.
Suddenly, his phone rang.
Rama pulled it from his pants pocket.
An unknown number appeared on the screen.
He answered the call.
"Hello?"
There was no answer for several seconds.
Then a man's voice came from the other end.
"Are you the person who brought a woman named Raya to the hospital?"
Rama immediately tensed.
"Who are you?"
The voice was quiet.
"If you want that woman to stay alive, don't look for her family."
Rama froze.
His gaze slowly shifted to Raya.
"Who are you?" he repeated, his voice firmer this time.
But the call ended abruptly.
Rama slowly lowered his phone.
His heart began pounding faster.
Now he was even more certain.
The accident hadn't been a coincidence.
And someone was trying to make sure Raya never remembered who she really was.