Chapter60

The first thing she heard was a missing report about a man who had just been found. According to the newscaster, the man was a male with no memory of where is he is and who he was. Rita slammed on the brakes when she saw the red light had been on for a minute now. Her mind was totally on the report as she turned the volume up a notch. "He's about 5'8, brown hair and a lean build", the reporter said. Rita's heart was pounding. The description matched Rodrigo and she was having a hard time breathing when the green lights instructed them to move. "His age is expected to be between fourty five and fifty", the reporter said, finally. Rita sighed, taking her mind off the reports. Rodrigo wasn't even half of that age, he was only in his thirties and this description didn't match him. She got to Theresa's house and drove in without any questions from the security men at the gate. No doubt, Theresa had already informed them about her arrival. She parked the car beside the house, climbing out. Rita walked towards the huge double doors, ringing the bell. Soon, the door opened to reveal her friend's pretty face which wasn't so pretty now due to the frown marring her face. Rita could see that her friend was beyond worried with the way her body tensed up when she hugged her. "Where is he?", Rita asked. "In his room. Come along", Theresa croaked. Rita had always loved coming to her friend's house. Even though it was a bungalow, the features in it rivaled that of a mansion. The security system attached to the house was of top most quality and the murals gave it a regal look. They got to Mateo's room soon and when Rita saw the boy, her heart broke. He was indeed sick, he had a pale look and he seemed lighter than usual when she carried him. "Have you taken him to the hospital?", Rita asked. "Yeah, the doctor said it's nothing to worry about. He said he's only teething that soon, his temperature would return to normal", she said. "Then you don't need to worry, i actually suspected this. You see, teething is actually synonymous to children especially of this age. He'll be fine girl, it only means your boy is growing older", Rita smiled. She placed him back on his crib. He snored lightly, gripping his stuffed toy. They left his room, making their way to the living room so they wouldn't disturb him. "So, how are you?", Theresa smiled. Since Rita had been in the house, this was the first easy smile Theresa had given her. She could tell that she was a bit relieved that her son would be fine. "I'm just there, trying to survive. If you ask me, which you did, I just feel numb", Rita chuckled. "Oh darling, everything's going to be okay. You just have to stop worrying and start believing that, it will be fine, trust me", Theresa smiled, giving her hands a gentle squeeze. "I know and I'm hoping that soon all these would make sense", Rita said. "So, what would you like to have?". "Ohh please, I'm not a guest. I'm going into the kitchen to ransack the fridge", Rita laughed, rising to her feet. Theresa joined her, smiling as she followed Rita to the kitchen. Rita opened the fridge, in awe of the various snacks that was loaded in it. "I'm just going to have some youghurt", she said. Rita brought out a big bowl of her favorite youghurt, scooping a healthy portion inside a cup. "I've been hiding the youghurt from Mateo ever since his illness began", Theresa chuckled. "That must be hard, considering how he likes this treat. How's the baby coming, have you told Marco yet?", Rita said, taking a spoon of ice cream. "No, I haven't. I'm just waiting for the right moment to tell him. With Mateo's illness, he hasn't really been himself. But I promise, when all this is over, I'll inform him", Theresa smiled . "Okay, but do that on time. I've learnt that men do not like it when their wives hide something as important as this to them", Rita said. "Honestly. Do you know I have a feeling that this would be a girl", Theresa said, rubbing her stomach. "I hope so, I can't wait to hold my goddaughter in my hands", Rita smiled. "So, what's been happening with you and Edmundo?". "Nothing much just that I'm avoiding him and he's doing the same. I really don't want him near me again", Rita said. "I really wish that one day, you'll be free from him" Theresa said. "I don't wish babe, I know I'll be free from him. It's only a matter of time". "I like your faith, I wish I had it too", Theresa said. Rita smiled, eating more of the youghurt. Theresa busied herself with making her homemade spaghetti that Rita seemed to love. As Rita thought about everything happening to her, she knew the end was near. A week after her visit to Theresa, Rita got the good news that Mateo was fully recovered. Theresa also informed her that she had told Marco about the baby and he was delighted to hear the news. Rita was happy that her friend's life was getting back in shape after the bumpy episode. Rita was currently in her office, going over the file that Yasmin had brought her earlier on. It seemed as if whenever she got to the office, she was loaded with files of different sort. Each file wanted to seek her permission about something ranging from a meeting to a party down to a contract. Sometimes, she barely had time for herself and with the issue of Rodrigo which weighed her down, it was nearly impossible. "Ma'am, an investor is here to see you", Yasmin said. Rita groaned, she needed a break from everyone who wanted to see her. It seemed as if she was the only one against all of them.