My husband is mentally ill
*Episode 11

"Please come in, Miss!" Mr. Dimas, the butler himself invited Jesi in.

Jesi, whose crew was dumbstruck at the door, immediately smiled while putting on an unpleasant face. "Y-yes, Mr. Dimas. Te-thank you."

"No need to be confused. Comeing! I'll take Miss to the room."

Jesi nodded slowly. Without answering what Mr. Dimas said, he immediately walked to where the foot of Mr. Dimas was stepping.

"Where are the residents of this house, sir? Is there no one else but, father?" jesi asked could not hold back anymore.

Mr. Dimas smiled at the question.

"There certainly is, Miss. In this house, other than the great master, the mistress, the young master, and me. There were at least twenty-two servants. But, today, half of the maids are on holiday. Tomorrow, they'll definitely be back to work. The other half .... " Pak Dimas hangs his sentence. He immediately raised his hand to look at the clock that was now coiling on his wrist.

"They're on a break now. It's time for a break."

"Oh .. there are a lot of occupants turned out. But, I feel like this house is empty."

Jesi's remarks got no answer from Mr. Dimas. Because now, they had already arrived at a room where there was a middle-aged woman who was sitting on the sofa elegantly.

From her dress style, Jesi already knows who she is. Who else if not the person Mr. Dimas called the mistress. Alias, the owner of the house or can also be called by the name, mother-in-law to Jesi. Although, it's not like that in reality.

"Mrs." Mr. Dimas called the woman with great respect.

The woman immediately raised her face. He who was initially busy with the device in his grasp, now immediately changed position.

His gaze was straight towards Jesi.

"He's the one?" The woman spoke in a slightly heavy tone.

When the question touched Jesi's ears, Jesi felt like she wasn't a daughter-in-law here. Rather, like a maid who has just come from outside and is being introduced to her employer now.

Meanwhile, Mr. Dimas who got a question from his employer immediately nodded his head slowly, while saying. "Yes, madam. He's the one. Her name is Jesika."

"No need to say his name. I already know." The woman spoke again with a rather arrogant tone or most places called rather haughty.

Then the woman got up from her seat. He approached towards Jesi with a gaze constantly staring fixedly at Jesi from top to foot.

"Hm. Appreciable. Not too bad for someone who will take care of all Jona's needs. She looks pretty too. My frustration was a little relieved after seeing him in person."

"Yes, madam. She's better than Emily's real daughter, Mila. Because according to the results of the investigation, Mila was not able to do anything. So, if Emily sent him here, then she's useless to the young master."

The speech immediately made Jesi look at Dimas sir. His heart was a little surprised by the statement. As it turned out, he was able to get here had also passed the selection stage.

"You're right. But his status is unclear. She's just a foster child who's not really fit to be the wife of my only son. Huh! If only my husband hadn't been so stubborn, none of this would have happened."

Really, Jesi was very upset with the words of the woman. 'Does this person have no heart or mind? Or ... does he think I don't have a heart? He could talk like that in front of me. Really, I really don't think about this guy.'

Jesika spoke in heart. But he doesn't want to be angry. Because it was common for Jesi. It was his daily meal from childhood to adulthood as it is today. Said the foster child, said no one. It no longer affects Jesi's heart.

"The big lord's worry is not no excuse, madam. He wanted the young master to have a legitimate companion. Who can keep, while helping to meet all the needs of the young master."

"Huh! But not like this, too. He'll be able to choose a girl who has a good background, who can take care of Jona, also I can consider as a daughter-in-law."

"The great master has his own views, madam. She chose Miss Jesika, probably for some reason that we all don't know either."

"Ah, it's up to you. You and your great master are the same. That's it, take him to his room. Teach him everything he needs to teach. Don't let me down."

"Good, madam. Excuse me" said Mr. Dimas.

"Come, Miss Jesi! I'm taking the lady to the room."