Karma's Snare Goib Ku's Husband
Chapter 7: THE LOVE SOUL MATE BUREAU - A PROPOSAL?

"The guy here calls me Ki Jamal. Go home, Mom! It was not good to leave the mother princess with the demon prince alone. Don't forget the mother's son too, the child can be an easy target." Ki Jamal turned his body and walked away from Sulastri's mother who was still pensive at the thought of all the words of the man.

"Searching for a soul mate?" Sulastri's mother thought of that one question mark, "True, I'd better try Ki Jamal's advice."

An accidental meeting with Ki Jamal made Sulastri's mother decide that Bella's future would start from then on. A mature thought had already become his decision. Without delaying anything, he chose to return home. But before going home. Instead stop by a place that is quite famous in his hometown. Where a shophouse with a glass door that says *BIRO JODOH LOVE* is located.

"What I did was for my daughter. Bismillah." said Sulastri solidified his decision, then continued his footsteps to the courtyard of the shophouse.

His hand pushed against the glass door which made the sound of bells above the door ring. Footsteps move into the shophouse. Eye gazes traced the entire room looking all white with a table and two chairs in the corner of the north side.

"Where's the mbak who used to take care of ya? Tumben is the place. Usually when I pass by looks rame." murmured Sulastri became a little hesitant about his decision to find Bella a mate through the dating agency.

"Ekhem! Who are you looking for?" Asked a sweet woman in black hijab who came out of a room made Sulastri smile thinly while pointing a name sign on the front door. "Oo, want a list of soul mates, tho. Please sit there!"

"Thank you, Mba." Sulastri answered following the hijab man sitting in his chair.

Now the two face each other. The black hijab mbak put both his hands on the keyboard preparing to take down the dating bureau client this time. "Help me explain, who wants to find a mate and what kind of partner."

"I want to find a soul mate for my daughter Bella. The couple I expected was just an established man, able to become a priest and protect and accept my daughter for who she was." Sulastri explained without hesitation, making the hijab mbak smile nodded understandingly while typing something.

"May leave a photo of the mother's daughter, as well as her Identity and home address. Of course, so that candidates who fit the criteria can apply or do taaruf in the right place. I hope you understand, fear it will be exactly a fake address singer song." explained Si mbak hijab chuckled softly, when Ibu Sulastri was carried away by the atmosphere of hearing the funny behavior of the matchmaking bureau owner.

After thirty minutes of question and answer sessions. Finally the two women shook hands, giving a farewell smile. Ms. Sulastri's move left the matchmaking bureau with a feeling of relief and high expectations. The day becomes colorful after getting the way to save the princess.

The matchmaking bureau did a careful selection. Every interview is done to get the right partner for the clients. Similarly, some men get the choice of prospective wives according to the criteria. Especially when looking at a natural beautiful photo of a teenager who can be sure is still very young, many are applying as applicants. Like impromptu swayamwara, many are considering having Bella as a potential daughter-in-law.

A week passed, precisely today was Sunday. Many busy families spend time together. So too with the Sulastri family. The three family members were sitting together with a cup of hot tea and biscuits.

Trii!

Trii!

Trii!

The ringing sound of the cell phone on the table diverted the family's small talk. One of the names listed, made Sulastri grab a cell phone, then stand up. Bella looked at her mother with a question mark. "Mom, who's on the phone?"

"Nobody, Ndu. It's just a market temen, I forgot your favorite apple pesen. Maybe you want to ngabarin order already prepared or blum, continue first you chat. Mom's out for a minute looking for a signal." Replied Sulastri's mother who managed to lie to her two children.

After passing through the dining room and living room, Sulastri's footsteps rushed out from inside the house. The call is still ongoing because the other party seems to understand the situation that cannot be tolerated.

Chequek!

[Wa'alaikumsalam, Mom. I understand, I just want to give you news. Later in the afternoon there will be a group of men who come to propose to Bella. Of course I would say yes, if my mother agreed. Hows it?]~ reply from across.

The happiness that emanated on Sulastri's face could not be lied to. "Alhamdulillah, please agree Ma'am. I accept with pleasure. May this be my daughter's path. Ameen."

[Ameen, Mum. Then I confirm the groom's side first. Assalamu'alaikum.]

"Wa'alaikumsalam," Sulastri replied with a tight grip on his phone.

The call is over. Time passes so fast. The morning changed, and the afternoon changed. After trying to prepare various types of snacks that Bella helped. Even though with an alibi want to share with neighbors. At least every type of food starts from the touch of the princess' hand.

"Ndu, go take a shower there! Ashar in a minute. Don't forget to pray, and then go back to the kitchen!" the mother, who was answered with a nod of her head, took off the apron and rushed out of the kitchen.

Thirty minutes passed. The appearance of Sulastri's mother was neat with Muslim clothes accompanied by Abil who wore white cocoa sitting on the living room sofa. Until the sound of the roar of the car was heard entering the courtyard of the house, making the middle-aged woman walk impatient to open the door for her prospective daughter-in-law.

Chequek!

As soon as the door opened, it was seen that the group of men who wore batik uniforms with carrying various types of parcels began to step foot towards the main door of the second-level house.

"Assalamu'alaikum," said the group greetings simultaneously so soothing the heart of Mother Sulastri who reached out towards the house.

"Wa'alaikumsalam, let's please come in." asked Ms. Sulastri without hesitation.

One by one from each member of the group entered the house of Ibu Sulastri, then sat clinging to a sofa divided into three places, and followed by the host who chose to sit on a wooden chair from the dining room.

"Please understand the condition of the house is very simple." welcome Mother Sulastri.

"It's okay, Mom. We and our family deliberately came to visit to connect the cord of friendship, may the mother deign to welcome our helping hand." Answer a man wearing round white glasses. "This is my son Farhan. Can I call Bella? So that our intentions and goals are warmly welcomed by the bride."

Sulastri's mother nodded, then woke up intending to call her daughter. However, Bella had already walked out of the room without being called. No doubt publish a smile while waving your hands. "Bag, Ndu. Here's my daughter, Bella."

"Mom, why so many guests?" bella asked confusedly.

Ms. Sulastri took her daughter to sit next to Abil. Then give a warm smile. "Let's start the show, but monggo's at his snack. All made by Bella."

"Thank you, Mom. We should focus on the main goal first. Farhan, come on, boy!" The man's parents allowed his son to carry out his heart's intentions.

"Bella, my name is Farhan Sudirjo. Intention of arrival our family wants to propose....,"

"Stop! Who made this whole plan? Before I speak sassy. Please leave our house!"