"Alright, thank you Mrs. Sumiyati, I know what I have to do," said Lisa quietly. She is in a bad mood. What if she gets married in the future then Rangga doesn't like her? Seeing Hilda's attitude just now, it's clear that she isn't happy about Lisa being her daughter-in-law.

Meanwhile in Rangga's bedroom, Hilda closed the door tightly. The middle-aged woman sat on the bed with her legs stretched out. Rangga stood right in front of his mother with a face full of question marks, asking, "Mom, what are you going to say to me?"

"Don't you know what I want to say?" Hilda's face changed drastically, twice as sour as before.

Rangga frowned at his mother. He put his hand in his pocket, his expression looked helpless, "Mom, come on .. I don't like to play guess! Quickly spill the beans!"

"Rangga, you are an adult, you already have your own company but you still don't know what I mean? Why is there a woman I didn't know in this house !?" Hilda's voice was loud and full of irritation.

Rangga sighed and then said, "Mom, Lisa is my fiancée, what's wrong if she lives in my house? This is my house after all. When we get married, Lisa will have to move here in the end, right?"

"What?! That used woman like her is someone you want to marry? Gosh, my child really doesn't have any taste, huh!? You do realize that she's divorced and widowed, right?" Hilda's voice grew even more furious and angry when she learned that Rangga was planning to marry Lisa.

Lisa's divorce with Oscar has long since passed, but this isn't something that can be kept secret forever. All their neighbors know about her previous divorce with Oscar.

In the past, Lisa and Rangga grew up together and got to know each other well. When Lisa was in school, she was a model student, won a scholarship every year and became the third best student in her school every year.

But this time it was different. Thanks to the gossip about Lisa's relationship in the last few years Hilda couldn't have any good impression of her and didn't even want Rangga to have a relationship with her, for fear that Lisa will bring bad luck to her son's family.

"You must have heard the wrong news about Lisa. She is a victim, she's been abused by her ex-husband! I feel sorry because I know that Lisa is actually a good girl but because the world is too cruel to her, her image is completely twisted!" Rangga explained.

Hilda stretched out her hand to massage her temples, "Rangga, you look like a model, and you have a good career. You are also a respectable businessman, so you shouldn't fall in love with a cheap woman let alone a used one like Lisa! There are still hundreds or even millions of other women better and more respectable than her that you can make your future wife!"historical

Rangga's face became much more serious than when he first entered his room, his eyes staring at Hilda very sharply, full of suspicion, "Mom, it's clear that you are feeding up with the neighbor's gossip and I don't know where you've heard about Lisa but I'm sure that it's all lies! What you heard outside about her was just gossip! Nothing's true I assure you that!"

"Look at this woman, she made you believe she's a good person huh? Rangga, people always change, but keep in mind that she's a flirt, and her life is a hot mess. Now that I saw her with my own eyes, I was very sure. Our family can not accept a daughter-in-law like her, so listen to my advice well. Leave her, and let me find a future wife better than her. I will introduce you to some later," Hilda replied.

Hearing his mother's heartbreaking words made Rangga feel helpless. The man turned around to look at the night outside the window, so empty without stars. His chest felt heavy, as if a big stone had been weighing him down...

"Mom, if you came here just to tell me to leave Lisa, I'm so sorry, I can never do that. I already love her since I met her in school and it's very difficult to get her love back. I do not want to let go of her even if the rope in my hands burns my skin!" Rangga's tone sounded very sure and steady.

Seeing her son's loyalty to that woman made Hilda's anger boil even more. She was eager to fire back. "Rangga, I am your mother! You don't know what is waiting for you in the future! Kumala, Lisa's mom, is acutely ill with diabetes! She's going back and forth in and out of the hospital for dialysis and medical treatment. Of course the expenses are quite a lot, do you think this will not be a burden to your family? If you marry her later, believe me, you won't get any benefits! Her family can only bring bad luck!" Hilda was worried as she shouted at her son with a burning rage.

Meanwhile, Lisa went up to the second floor and stopped at the door of Rangga's room, she had just made tea for them to drink. But when she arrived at the door, she overheard Hilda and Rangga. What they said immediately made Lisa freeze on the spot.

Her guess turned out to be true, Hilda really didn't like her, didn't see her kindness at all, even if only a little. Her chance to get Hilda to like her is slim!

The words that Hilda had said were like a sharp sword that plunged through Lisa's chest, leaving a hole that nothing could ever mend.

Rangga and his mother looked towards the door at the same time. Stupidly, Lisa stared at the two of them for a few seconds then forced herself to smile in order to maintain politeness in front of Hilda. "Tea is ready. Please go to the family room .."

Rangga walked to the door, saw the unnatural expression on Lisa's face. The woman was clearly looking displeased, so he pulled her hand and said, "Don't worry, the important thing is that I am here."

Their conversation was interrupted by Hilda and the middle-aged woman pulled Rangga downstairs, her face full of disgust when she accidentally looked at Lisa.

Lisa took the initiative to pour tea for Hilda, and even though Hilda didn't like her, Lisa knew she shouldn't lose her manners.

Hilda did not refuse, but her face showed no sign of gratitude. The living room suddenly became awkward and silent, the three people were busy with their own thoughts.

"Rangga, you remember all of my advice earlier, right? Don't make me talk to you in vain!" Hilda said curtly.

Rangga looked at his mother's frown but his gaze at Lisa looked very gentle and affectionate. "No, I am an adult right? So can't I choose my own path?"

"You..." Hilda's anger suddenly rose and made the middle-aged woman slam the teacup into pieces.

Lisa is stunned to see Hilda rampaging like a hungry tiger ready to pounce on its prey. In her heart, she didn't know what to do.. Lisa took her cup of tea and took a slow sip, trying to calm herself and hide the fact that she was upset by the awkward situation.