Shirk people

On an altar that looks so beautiful with white nuances with pastel-colored flower petals that add to the romantic impression, Nathanael William Rudolf is standing waiting for his bride, Clara. He looks so handsome and honorable in a black tuxedo suit with a white shirt inside and a gold-colored vest while a colored tie matches the vest, and combs his hair in a pomade style.

Nathan kept his eyes on the altar, observing the place where he would share his vows with Clara. Dozens of decorative lights like diamonds hung above the altar. On the right and left of the altar, there are standing flowers. he imagined the appearance of Clara walking down the flowery path in her white dress, which made him feel so nervous that he took a deep breath.

Just a few seconds of waiting, Nathan saw Clara walking hand in hand with a middle-aged man wearing a black tuxedo suit, embracing his arm. he was silent, amazed by the beauty of his future wife who was seen from a distance until he got closer, and slowly a smile grew on his lips. .his future wife looked so beautiful in a strapless white dress with open shoulders, a thin transparent veil of color matching the dress that was so long that it touched the floor.

'She's your future wife, you have to stay glued to her and forget about the people who don't like your relationship because you deserve to be happy,' Nathan warned himself.

Clara continued to walk slowly, looking at Nathan who was so handsome like a prince. Yes, her future husband was a prince of the Rudolf royal family's great corporate in California. The girl who was about to release her bachelorhood was feeling very nervous because she was the center of attention of the guests, so she only dared to look at her future husband with her heart pounding and her hands were sweating wildly. Those hazel blue eyes that drew closer seemed to undermine her faith as if she couldn't believe that she would be his.

'Is this a dream? I don't think so, this is more than just my dream. This is more than I expected so far. I finally found a man who is so perfect and loves me like the queen of his life, Thank God,' Clara thought until she realized that she was already in front of Nathan who held out his hand.

"I entrust my daughter to you," said Clara's father, Darric, with a warm smile letting her go then letting her take Nathan's hand.

Nathan nodded his head then invited Clara to face the priest who was a middle-aged man wearing a black tuxedo suit, cylindrical glasses, and combing his hair neatly. They immediately completed the blessing procession witnessed by special guests from both sides of the family.

"Mom, he should have married me because he has a child from me!" said a woman sitting in a chair with other witnesses to the wedding.

"Patricia, you don't have to worry. Even if he marries Clara, he will be completely yours," cried the woman beside her.

The woman named Patricia exhaled harshly, groaning at Nathan and Clara who were saying their sacred vows.

"Actually, what are the advantages of that girl? Why did Nathan prefer her over me, who has always been with him since childhood, even having a child from me?" She wondered while holding back the smallest emotion but her heart. Hmmm... Who is she? how can she have a child from Nathan when she is neither Nathan's wife nor lover.

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Elsewhere, in a workspace in a metallic office building, Casey was busy checking the files he had to sign. She looked beautiful in a gray knee-length skirt, a white top, and a women's coat of the same color as the skirt, wearing light make-up and letting her hair down in a slightly curly style.

Drett... Drett...

Casey turned her gaze to her phone which was on the table, saw that there was an incoming call from Michael. She immediately grabbed the sophisticated object and answered the call.

"Hello, Babe ..."

"Honey, I don't think I can take you to your friend's wedding tonight. I suddenly have to go to Chicago to work," Michael said, sounding uneasy. "I know this must be upsetting you, but..."

"Okay, I understand ... The point is you can't accompany me. No problem, I can go alone," Casey said before Michael finished his sentence. She immediately hung up the phone and put her phone on the table.

Casey let out a shaky breath, then tossed her hair back. She looked down, closed feeling the pain of having a relationship without being a priority.

'He promised a marriage, that's what every girl wants. But if he can't give affection, show care, how can I continue to stay... I've even imagined what if I become his wife….maybe I can only be with him when he's going to sleep because he prioritizes his work too much,' she thought irritably.

Check...

The door to the room opened, and there was a beautiful girl with shoulder-length reddish-black hair, wearing a black knee-length skirt combined with a white top and wearing red high heels.

"What's wrong, Mia?" Casey asked, looking down at the girl.

"It's okay, I'm just bored because I have nothing to do," Mia replied then sat down in a chair opposite Casey. "I'm not ready to work in this company, but daddy is very pushy."

"Uncle did that because he wanted to see you being independent" Casey exclaimed.

"Yeah… that's right. But look... I can't concentrate at all, I don't know which one I should do or not," said the girl named Mia who is Casey's cousin. "My dad said I have to help you here, but Oskar already helped you," she continued, remembering her older brother who had to have a position under Casey.

Casey fell silent with her face bent. "Then you may stop. there's no point in going through something forced, especially when you're not comfortable."

"So... you fired me?" Mia looked at Casey with a probing look.

"No... I'm not firing you. I just don't like when you act like this. what you feel right now is boredom that you need time to adjust to here ... But it's okay you already feel like giving up. So...I can't force you to stay, or you'll do your job carelessly and cause chaos in the company. I don't want the company left by my father to go bankrupt just because you are lazy to work." Casey said patiently, hoping Mia would understand what she meant.

"So you think I'm a threat? I can bankrupt this company?" Mia asked curtly.

"Mia... I don't mean to accuse you. But I don't want your insincere attitude at work...."

"That's enough ..!" Mia exclaimed before Casey finished her sentence. "I know you don't like and don't believe me. I don't want to work here anymore!" she continued as she stood up and immediately walked out of the room.

"Mia... Mia... Don't misunderstand! You can't act like this!" Casey shouted as she got up from her oversized chair and chased after Mia. "Don't be stubborn or Uncle will be even more disappointed!"

"I don't care, My father always made you proud and asked me to follow in your footsteps. I'm sick of this!" Mia said then immediately went out and closed the door with a slam.

Brakk...

Casey stared at the closed door silently. Her heart heated up, her mind was chaotic, even her body began to limp to feel the difficulty of living in the environment of people; who can't understand it.

"Am I wrong? why is she getting so mad and starting to bring up uncle's attitude?" Casey wondered as she walked back to her desk. "I also don't want to be put first by uncle just because I own everything... This makes me uncomfortable."