The Unknown Bodyguard

Chapter 11

I woke up again and found out there's a lady and a man sat besides me. The lady was holding my hands and the man sat besides her and more like consoled her. When they realised that I was awake, they turned and smiled at me.

"Deepika, I'm your mum and he is your dad..." introduced a lady with a smile on her face. However, her voice sounds a bit sad. She stroke my head gently while she held my hands. A man who sat besides her smiled at me too. The guy who claimed that he's my husband was sitting on the couch with a kid. A kid was sleeping with her head rests on his lap. I looked at the way that guy gently rubbed the kid when suddenly the little girl turned and rubbed her eyes before opened it slowly.

"Mama ? Mama !" said the little girl before she quickly wake up and approached me. I slowly tried to sit on the bedstead when the little kid asked the lady to lift her and put her besides me. Then, the little kid hugged me, tightly. I was taken back by her excitements but she just a kid and I just let her.

"Mama, I miss you so much !" she said after she pulled away. I don't know what should I say to her. I just smiled at her. Why she's calling me 'Mama' ? I can't remember anything about her.

"Papa," said the little girl as she looked at the guy, "can we bring Mama home now ?"

The guy smiled and nodded his head.

"But, Papa have to ask doctor's permission first before bring your Mama home, okay Tara ?" said the men who sat besides the lady. The lady said just now, he's my father.

"Okay, Dadu." agreed the little kid.

"Come, let's go home first. We'll meet your Mama and Papa at home, okay Tara ?" said the lady to the little kid. The lady, or should I say, my Mum.

"You will come home, na ? Pinky promise ?" asked the little kid while pointed her pinky finger.

"Promise...Tara." I said as we entwined our pinky fingers. I assumed her name is Tara. And she's my daughter since she keeps calling me 'Mama'.

Then, Tara gave a peck on my cheeks before she walked away from the room with my parents. I smiled looking at how bubbly that little kid was. After three of them out of my view, I shifted my eyes and looked at that guy who sat on the couch. He claimed to be my husband. I don't know whether I should trust him or not because I can't remember anything now. He wiped his eyes before stood up and walked towards me.

"Doctor told me that you can discharge today." said the guy.

I just nodded my head.

"I'll help you changed your cloth..."

"It's okay. I'll do it myself." I cut his words before looked away. I had these uncomfortable and unexplained feelings when he stood near to me. I don't know why. He just nodded his head and slowly walked out but then, he stopped at the door and looked at me.

"Thank you for being nice to Tara even though... you don't remember anything."

With that, he left me. I went to the bathroom and looked at the mirror. I've realised that the little kid, Tara, inherited my face a lot. I smiled again when I remember how cute she was and then, I've realised that Tara inherited my dimples too. I don't care whether I remember her or not but Tara already been a special person for me. After changed my cloth and done with all those formalities, that guy guided me to his car and we drive home. When I stepped inside the car, my eyes locked at a picture that been hanged on the rear mirror. It's a picture of Tara, me and that guy. We're very happy in the picture. Tara was pulling my cheek and I let her sat on my lap while that guy hugged both of us and laughed at the camera.

"It's during Tara's birthday. She's was two years old that time." said the guy while drive the car. I just nodded my head before silence conquered the journey.

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I walked inside the house and waited for him to open the house door for me. When he opened the door, I stepped inside the house and find Tara was busy colouring something on the table with a women. Her face seems quite same with me. The women quickly looked at me and smiled before she approached me.

"Deepika..." said the women as she hugged me. Then, she continued, "I miss you so much, Dee."

We pulled away and I literally don't have anything to say. I can't remember her.

"Dee, I...oh, sorry. I'm Anisha. Your little and only sister." smiled her. Then, Tara approached us with a drawing paper on her hands.

"Mama, look." said Tara as she showed me a painted drawings and continued, "This is you, this is me, and this is Papa. Anisha Aunty helps me with the drawings. What do you think, Mama ?"

"It's beautiful." I said as I crouched and looked at her drawings. Even though it was quite messy but I can't resist her cuteness.

"Its world's most beautiful drawings, baby." added the guy as he crouched besides me. It's makes Tara blushed and she kissed that guy on his cheek before she walked to the kitchen to show the drawings to her grandparents.

"You guys should take some rest now. I'll take care of Tara. Don't worry." said Anisha. Then, the guy who claimed to be my husband walked me up to our room. As I entered the room, I saw there's a string of picture hanged on the wall at the head of the bed. I looked at the pictures one by one when I suddenly feel pain on my head. I felt as if I wanted to fall and then he caught me before he asked me to sit down on the bed.

"Don't force yourself to remember everything quickly, sweetheart..." worried the guy.

"I was... looking at the pictures..." I said as I slowly lie down on the bed.

"It's okay, sweetheart. There's no need to rush. Your health is the most important thing that matter now." said the guy while put the blanket on me.

"R...ran..." I said as I tried to remember his name.

"Ranbir." he told me.

"Ranbir, I think I need to rest..."

"Okay." he said before he switch off the light and walked out from the room.

I took a deep breath. It was so hard to be in a state where you're unable to think of or recall about your past, especially those people who care about you. With that thought on my head, I tried to sleep.