Andien and Lisa came home drunk. They were lucky that tomorrow was Sunday, so the two of them could sleep all day after having a hangover from excessive alcohol consumption. Fortunately, Dimas was ready to take the two women home.

Last night, the two of them caught an unpleasant sight. And Lisa was hurt the most by it. Why did she still have to run into that demonic woman? Lisa thought her divorce from Oscar would separate her from that demonic woman forever, but the world was too small for them. Wherever Lisa went, as long as she stayed in the capital, she wouldn't run out of chance to meet Clara.

Luckily, Lisa didn't do anything rash apart from getting very drunk. She emptied 5 bottles of soju, adding the number from 8 months ago when she broke up with his ex-boyfriend Aditya.historical

The next morning, Lisa woke up quite early. She didn't expect that she would be able to wake up at 7 in the morning though she was heavily drunk last night.

Andien was still fast asleep beside her. She had a low tolerance of alcohol, so two bottles of soju were enough to make her collapse.

Lisa immediately rushed to the bathroom. She washed her face and brushed her teeth. She didn't forget to feed Andien's two cats and change their drinking water.

Lisa's thoughts were glued to her mother and sister, who still lived in the luxurious apartment left by Oscar. She had to find a new place to live at an affordable price!

Lisa reached for her tote bag that she had carelessly placed near the dining table. She took a piece of paper containing the phone number given by Dimas last night.

She called the landlord at the number. Both agreed and required Lisa to survey the place that day.

Lisa left Andien who was still fast asleep with a note saying she went out for a while.

***

Arriving at the rental place, the owner of the house invited Lisa to come in and took her around and see the contents of the house Lisa was going to rent.

That morning, Lisa immediately signed a contract agreement and paid a down payment with the money Oscar had given her. Lisa sighed, now one of her mounting problems had been resolved.

Apart from the house she had just contracted, Lisa went straight to her mother's apartment. She pressed button 4 on the elevator and ran to the apartment door.

She was gasping for breath as she hoped her mother wouldn't get angry or panic that she had come to bring them out of the apartment.

Lisa slid the card on the doorknob and then walked in.

"Mother, Lisa's home," she shouted as she took off her shoes and placed them on the shoe rack.

After a few seconds, Kumala came from the kitchen and said, "Lisa? Why are you coming here this early? Have you had breakfast yet? Mom just cooked this, let's eat with Bella!"

"Yes mom, thank you."

Lisa then helped her mother prepare food in the kitchen. She also helped remove trash and wash dirty dishes.

Seeing her old mother suffering from chronic diseases made Lisa couldn't bear to tell her the truth. But she had to tell Kumala honestly that she could no longer support her mother and sister if they were both still living in Oscar's luxury apartment.

After helping Kumala with kitchen matters, Lisa sat on a chair at the dining table and took a plate.

Kumala then caught up with her. The middle-aged woman placed fried rice and a few pieces of boiled shrimp on the dining table.

"Where's Oscar? How come he rarely shows up?" Kumala asked curiously.

Hearing that sentence, Lisa's throat felt choked. Her face turned a little pale and surprised. She didn't want to let her mother read her emotions when she heard the word 'Oscar'!

Lisa looked down, hiding her facial expression and said, "Oscar is busy working out of town mom..."

"Oh that's right, your husband is the president, right? I forgot," Kumala replied innocently.

Luckily, her mother didn't suspect Lisa's answer. The woman then sighed again. She cleared her throat, trying to change the subject.

"Mom, I want to tell you about something. This is important!"

Kumala fell silent, trying to pay close attention to her eldest daughter. "What's wrong, Lisa?"

"I've rented a cheap house in South Jakarta. Mother and Bella can move straight out of this apartment today or tomorrow," Lisa explained a bit hard.

"How come it's suddenly like this? Why is it Lisa?"

"You know, this apartment's maintenance cost is very expensive. I'm not that strong financially and my salary is not enough to pay for it. So I ended up renting a cheap rent for Mother and Bella. The place is clean! Don't worry."

"Well, you can ask Oscar for the maintenance costs of this apartment, right?"

Her mother's words left Lisa out of ideas. How could she keep her mother from finding out that Lisa was actually divorced from Oscar?

Woe to her.

"Umm, the problem is, Oscar often goes out of town and abroad now. So I had a hard time contacting him. Therefore I try to stand on my own feet while Oscar is gone," she lied.

Kumala started to get suspicious. Her eldest daughter began to speak impulsively and unreasonably.

The doorbell then rang, interrupting the conversation between Lisa and her mother.

Kumala got up from the chair and opened the door without peering at who had come. She thought that it might be Bella or Rangga.

When the door was opened, a tall, slender woman with a face that looked like a Korean artist was standing with her chin raised arrogantly.

"Who are you looking for, miss?" Kumala asked politely.

The woman smiled kindly. But the glint in her eyes was wicked.

"I'm looking for your eldest daughter," she said briefly.

Lisa heard a familiar woman's voice from behind the door. She immediately went to her and was shocked.

"You bastard again!?" Lisa shouted irritably. She didn't expect Clara to know where her mother and sister lived.

"Hello Lisa, it's been a long time since we met, huh? Oh no, a few days ago we met at your divorce court right?" The demonic woman smiled slyly. Her eyes closely stared at Lisa.

Lisa's face flushed red at her words. Her divorce had been revealed in front of her mother!

"Don't talk carelessly! You have nothing to do with my mother so go away!"

"Why are you so surprised, Lisa? Don't you admit that you have nothing to do with Oscar anymore?"

"Dammit, you bitch a lot, Clara!"

Kumala watched the two women clash in surprise.

"Lisa, who is this woman? What does she mean by divorce?"

"Oh, you don't know, do you? I am Oscar's real fiancée. Lisa is no longer Oscar's wife. I'm here to get what Oscar should give to me. This house doesn't belong to you, ma'am."

Kumala was surprised to hear Clara's explanation. She exchanged glances with Lisa, who was still speechless.

"Lisa, you.... Are you divorced?"