Forced Relocation of Conglomerate Girls
Chapter 1: There is No Party

"Sir Albert knows what my life is like, right? To be honest there is nothing special that I can give to guarantee the happiness of your daughter—Claymira," Robbin said unwilling to mince words, he was fed up with explaining subtly, looking at the persistence of the young girl in front of him.

Not a doubt that appeared on the middle-aged man's face, Albert clearly raised his chin high because he did not need any property from Robbin. As the owner of the largest electronics company in Indonesia is clearly able to meet the needs of its children.

Robbin exhaled before returning to speak, "I explained once more, that Clay was still holding—<TAG1>" his jade for a few seconds while looking at the girl's impeccable face fixedly, he himself did not deny how perfect Clay was as a woman. "After marriage, there is no luxury that I can afford and that means—also refused all help from you!" Robbin.

Albert's eyes instantly widened, shocked at what he had just heard. How could he let Clay suffer? Doubt grabbed the princess's delicate and slender hand.

"Clay—"

"Dad, I beg you," Clay cut off, his dim eyes implying such a great desire. Ever since knowing Robbin, he has nurtured the seeds of love in the heart. He was determined to continue with the beautiful figure that overshadowed day and night.

Albert sighed deeply then looked at the young man before him confidently. "What you can do, but remember, a drop of water came out of Clay's eyes, and your family perished!"

Robbin's muscles stiffen immediately, it is very difficult to break the power of someone who has a big influence. However, it is not the time to show weakness, he must uphold the body.

"You think I'm pe—"

"Careful! Obviously you care, Robbin. Otherwise why bother coming here to negotiate?" sambar Albert's.

The middle-aged man already knew all the information about Robbin, easily obtaining the background details of the tough young man in front of him. He believes Clay will be safe even if away from the family later after marriage.

"Ronald! Ronald prepare everything perper—"

"There's no party!" sergeant Robbin fast.

Albert's big fingers clenched tightly until the knuckles turned white, this was beyond his plan. There should be a massive party for the pivotal moment that his daughter will feel once in a lifetime.

"Well, it's decided, Dad. Robbin and I are getting married in the Santa Maria Chapel" Clay chirped. For him it is no longer important a party, he just wants the young man to have a firm personality, to set it apart.

"Anything for your happiness, dear," Albert said, gently stroking the princess's head. It was as if the antique Clay jars were fragile and easily broken.

"Oh, Dad, thank you." Clay hugged Albert's waist tight and turned to Robbin at a glance. His face was more radiant when struck by happiness.

Because the wedding procession is fairly sudden there is no premarital debriefing. Even the bidston that is usually done the day before the blessing was abolished. Although this activity is an expression of gratitude and hope for the next event to run smoothly. And, in general, bidston is just like the chanting of prayers and compliments.

Clay managed to convince his parents that the most important thing was the blessing of the priest.

Although without a festive party, Belle—ibu Clay invited a famous makeup artist to dress the princess. However, do not call a designer because he dreams of his beautiful girl wearing her wedding dress first. In any case it will feel more sacred and reminiscent.

Clay pegged his appearance in front of a giant mirror, he was very satisfied with the results of the makeup. Her mother's white dress fits so well on the body. Straight hair waist deliberately formed large waves, then given a small pearl decoration. In addition, a white veil is embedded in the top of the head complete with a tiny crown.

"Oh, Mom, I'm so happy" Clay said, smiling so gracefully.

"I hope for ever."

"What did Mommy say? Sure oes. I love her so much, how am I not happy?"

"Come, Mom! We're just friends, no more than that. Robbin can take care of me, Mom. He also put his feelings towards me, just too afraid to admit it," Clay said with confidence.

Belle hugged her child tightly. He can only pray. Believing in everything that has been outlined, God will not harm his people.

"Everything's ready, ma'am," call one of the event organizers.

The two charming women ended the embrace and then came out of the room.

The white dress that wrapped the bride's body dangled until it swept the floor if it was not lifted by the makeup artist. With Clay's gemulai steps down the corridor of his magnificent house.

The distance of the main house with the Chapel of Santa Maria is quite far although it is still in one fence.

Belle guided Clay when riding on a four-wheeled electric vehicle a kind of golf car with a capacity of three people—one driver and two passengers.

"Mom, I'm so nervous" I'm Clay clutching his mother's fingers tightly.

"Mom used to be like that, and then started counting."

Clay closed his eyes slowly, trying to calculate the heart beat. He only opened his eyes after feeling a soft pat on his unclosed shoulder.

The afternoon weather was so bright, the blue sky stretched like an ocean decorated with cotton-white foam. Plants around the chapel swayed in the wind. The flower buds are like spring.

"Darling," Albert scolded.

Clay smiled wryly as he received his father's hand. A nervous feeling immediately flew away, changing the gentle swish of the butterfly wings that tickled the heart. Almost tears dripped from being blissfully wracked.

Accompanied by his parents, Clay steps up to the pulpit and where Robbin is already. She felt a huge heartbeat beating when she got the sharp gaze of her future husband. Lucky twelfth rib of God's creation. Like man-made must not be able to withstand the turmoil in the chest.

The two brides are now standing in the pulpit area. Robbin's sour face is inversely proportional to Clay's stunning look. It was obvious that the young man was not happy, while the girl gave a triumphant smile.

The front seat that should be filled with family members looks sluggish. In the line after that there were only a few guards and housekeepers.

Praise is chanted together as the beginning of the wedding procession, before the preaching of the word of God. Then, the marriage affirmation ceremony is led directly by the priest.

Next the two brides will say the wedding vows, guided directly by the priest and should be spoken clearly and loudly. Where to express the ability to account for the relationship of husband and wife for life.

"Brother Robbin son Robet can pin the ring on the ring finger of Sister Claymira Marcusya" the pastor said.

"Unfortunately, I didn't bring a wedding ring" Robbin said with a sinless face.

"I brought the ring!"

The voice of someone from a distance broke into silence, everything there turned in unison.

Robbin's jaw elbows harden, even his sturdy fingers clenched until his muscles look firm. He obviously did not expect the presence of that person.