BOUND BY THE WRONG MARRIAGE
CHAPTER 1

Bastio Andri Admaja, is the only son of Budi Miko Admaja and Riana, the sole heir of Admaja Groups in Bandung. Bastio is now 22 years old.at his age he should already have the ability to manage a large company owned by his family.

However, because Bastio is too spoiled by both his parents, now at the age of Bastio has not been too understanding.

Actually, Papa Bastio has several times known the basis of work and how to manage the company.just Bastio is not too interested in business. Bastio thinks his age is too young and the soul who wants to be free to bogalang buana in addition to his papa who is still healthy and never stricken with a serious disease that causes Bastio not interested at all. Until finally one day there was an event that no one had ever imagined, and none of us wanted him.

" cring.... " Sound faintly the sound of the phone from the fish pond my favorite place every time I get tired of going out the house in the living room. "kring... kring...".

the voice of the television again rang which was not lifted by Mbok Minah or even Santi my personal aunt. Until I finally saw Mbok Minah approaching where the phone is. "hello.... Assalamualaikum" He I his family sir, It sounds clear Mbok Minah opened and answered the conversation from the other end of the phone.egalah what was talked about on the opposite end of the phone, d, so that makes Mbok Minah then shocked and hysterical while calling my name. "What!!....Den...den Tio...., Den Tio.." yes Mbok what is it?.Why scream. Mr. den...Ladies and gentlemen'. Mbok Minah is getting hysterical. Yes Mbok, why Papa is with Mama, what's wrong with them?... Let's calm down slowly talking about it, ad what?... with a stammer Mbok Minah trying to explain what information he just received. T.u.an and n.y.y.onyah. His sentence stopped for a moment after taking a deep breath Mbok Minah tried to explain calmly, while in my heart there was a sense of uneasiness and unease from last night until this afternoon.

just now the Hospital contacted Den...iya Mbok, what did the Hospital contact?

"Den was still a presumption Den, because the position is still finding out about this accident. indeed there are 2 bodies of men and women, but not yet known his identity. given the condition of the victims who died burned around the TKP. while the car Mr. is not why-why. for that we have to go there on the questionnaire and be asked for a DNA test whether it's true Mr and Mrs Den". Let's leave now.let Mbok accompany Aden huh? Mbok Minah held my hand. Mbok Minah is a maid in my family home but we already consider her like a family of her own. Moreover, Mbok Minah has been working at my house for a very long time precisely when Papa and Mama were newly married in addition to Mbok Minah who is a widow because her husband died of a heart attack later in the follow-up his only son lapse a few months later due to an accident while working as a building foreman. Maybe that's why Mbok Minah loves me as much as a mother and child, while I myself never mind such treatment. because He took care of me while I was still in my mother's womb until now. Although I have a personal aunt sister I am more comfortable with Mbok Minah. "All right, we're leaving now, ma'am".

A few minutes later I had reached the hospital we were headed. Mbok Minah and I went straight to the reception desk.just two steps my foot moved from the opposite end there was a voice calling my name.

"Look...!" my footsteps stopped for a moment.I turned to look for the source of my voice. looks beautiful ayu face with dimples Pipit engraved sweet at the end of his smile that adds value plusnya and impressed the most perfect woman of God's creation in front of me. Naila, yes She is a beautiful idol Naila girl from High School who had been in love with me even though only briefly because she had to transfer schools abroad with her parents. "Hi.. how are you, Tio, Well. My answer is short. long time no see?...". how did Om and Auntie. Hey what's up Tio? what the hell's going on? are you really Bastio Admaja? the police officer's voice shocked us. Yes, sir, I myself. Let's follow us!.

Thus hastily me and Mbok Minah followed the footsteps of the two police who were in front of about 3 steps distance between our distance, not I could not keep pace with the footsteps of the police, he said, because given the steps of Mbok Minah who has weakened. Our steps came to a halt right in front of the door of the room that read Melati. The police officer opened the door of the morgue. Inside lay 2 bodies of men and women in different places. immediately the circle of clear water was back wet the tip of my cheek.my footsteps stopped 2 steps, felt short of my breath. yes as strong as men if seeing our very loved ones stretched stiff will definitely weaken as well. Mbok Minah grasped my arm there was a sense of vibration from her hand.I returned her hand to strengthen it and strengthen myself. Before I opened the white cloth that covered the two faces I turned sideways to see the look on Mbok Minah's face looking for strength from her. Mbok Minah nodded her head without making a sound.My feet again stepped closer to the two bodies.

slowly I opened the two white cloths as I saw his face one by one, God murmured me,... I could not recognize the two faces at all because of the burns that were almost all over the two faces. "is this your mother's bracelet?.. does all this belong to your parents?...