Satpol Girl Beloved Young Master

Chapter 38

" Zarow" said mistress Arini surprised to see Zarow.

Zarow was on the stairs to the bottom, his mother was very surprised because she was currently wearing a cocoa shirt with black jeans subordinates like people who would go to the mosque just not wearing skullcap.

This was the first time he had worn a koko outfit like this, at first he did not believe in wearing typical Muslim clothing of these men but after wearing the clothes turned out he felt more comfortable using the clothes.

Mr. Yonso closed the book he read and put the book on the table right in front of him, he was no less surprised to see his eldest son with a different appearance.

Madam Arini turned towards lord Yonso as well as lord Yonso, their gaze meeting each other as if their thoughts were the same. Is it possible that at this time her son has gotten the doorway thought madam Arini.

Zarow continued to move his legs closer towards his parents who as usual sat relaxing in the living room while chatting.

He was sure his parents would be very surprised to see his appearance this time which was different from usual. His intention to study religion is very totality not only from self-readiness but in terms of appearance he also adjusts.

" honey where do you want to wear this shirt?, wow my handsome son wears this shirt" said the lady Arini who approached Zarow as soon as he was below.

In contrast to mistress Arini, master Yonso was instead just silent on the spot despite being curious about his son at the moment. Although he was still in his place but his eyes were still fixed on Zarow.

" you want to go to the rainbow house, baby? " ask Ms. Arini again.

Because Zarow never answered his question he kept asking his son, Zarow just smiled while scratching his head.

" em, so really want to go to the rainbow house? " said madam Arini with a smile.

" no mi, Zarow wants to learn najai "the answer is short.

Without shame he answered honestly his mother's question, of course, the answer made both parents stunned.

Mr. Yonso was increasingly surprised to hear Zarow's answer, not long ago knowing Rainbow many changes he felt towards his son.

The rainbow really brought about a great change in his son's life, master Yonso was deeply moved to hear that his son would learn to teach again.

Mr. Yonso has never given education about religion for his family because he did not understand religion, it has been a burden.

Mrs Arini looked at her husband, her eyes glazed over and happy, perhaps it was time for them to open up to study their religion again.

All this time they were too dazzled with worldly luxuries without thinking about how they would be after death.

" young master in the living room there was a pack of Ustad" said one of the IRT.

" oh sir Ustad has come bi? " ask Zarow

" yes young master, just came with Handoko sir" he explained again.

Some time ago Zarow had indeed given orders to Mr. Handoko to immediately pick up Mr. Ustad, in accordance with the promise that has been agreed if Ustad who will teach him will come today.

Zarow thinks his teacher is someone special to him so he orders Mr. Handoko to pick him up immediately because he is impatient to meet someone who will become his teacher.

" pister Ustad? " ask lady Arini.

" yes mi, so Zarow deliberately called his Ustad sir to come home so that we can all learn together" said Zarow

Zarow hopes that both his parents and his sister will learn to teach and pray like the religious obligations they profess so far.

He never blamed if all this time he never got the teachings of the religion from his parents at least now it is not too late if they both learn again.

Madam Arini looked back at her husband who was currently seen bowing his head, not knowing what her husband was thinking at this time.

Mr. Yonso let out his tears completely moved to hear the words of Zarow, his son who he thought would not be able to change with his lifestyle that had been enough to make him worried turned out to have now got his guidance.

He was really embarrassed during his life could not teach his sons and daughters about their religion even now it is his son who tried to invite them to study together.

Madam Arini hugged Zarow proud of the goodwill her son was currently doing, unable to stem the tears of happiness at this time.

" mami why cry?, did Zarow make my mistake? " ask Zarow who knows her mother is currently crying.

" don't love, my mother is moved that you can think of bringing Mr. Ustad home so that we can learn together" said Ms. Arini.

Zarow hugged his mother again while stroking his mother's shoulders, so far they have never done prayer or teaching together.

Mr. Yonso finally stood up to his son and his wife who were still hugging, he patted Zarow on the shoulder while nodding his head with a smile.

" papi is proud of you" said Mr. Yonso, "let's take Mr. Yonso.

" where's pi? " ask Zarow.

" get your mami ready to learn the same salary, Mr. Ustad" said Mr. Yonso.

Zarow smiled at the words of his father, and began to take off his arms from his mother so that his mother could get ready with her father.

" pi but mami don't have a hijab to cover her head" said Ms. Arini.

During this time she did not have a single headscarf, she only had a shawl of some seeds that she used to wear to cover her head when going to worship if there are colleagues or family nearby is grieving.

Mr. Yonso then patted his forehead reflexively, all this time he never once saw his wife wearing a head covering even once because his wife did not buy a hijab to wear.

Zerin who had just intended to go down started to speed up his steps because he saw his parents and brother standing close together while chatting something.

" hemm, what's wrong? " ask Zerin who has been downstairs.

Seeing his sister he was sure if his sister was also like his mother, Zerin also did not have a Muslim dress that is usually worn by a Muslim woman as commonly worn by the Rainbow.

" is why the hell? " question Zarin did not understand because he continued to be stared at Zarow.

" you got a deck hijab? " ask lady Arini.

Zerin shook his head, never once tried to wear the headscarf so he never bought the hijab.

Zarow reflex patted his eel and shook his head, Zerin's answer made him almost laugh, how can someone who will learn to teach instead wear a hat instead of wearing a hijab to cover his head.

Zarow understood this because all this time they had grown up without any upbringing or understanding of religious norms so they did not understand it when teaching and performing the prayer a woman had to close the aura is by wearing a hijab or face.

" hat for what deck, we do not want to jog or go to the beach, your sister ngajak we njai, so you are the same mami should wear hijab " explained Ms. Arini.

" ha naji mi? " surprised Zerin.

Zerin was no less surprised than he was, they would all learn to teach together tonight but without the slightest preparation.

" yes, dear " replied Mrs Arini.

" yes so how dong mi, pi, I don't have a head covering "zerin whine.

Fortunately, when buying clothes, he remembered that his mother and sister also did not have the equipment to teach and pray.

Zarow has bought two new houses along with several prayer mats, not to forget he also bought a hijab and Muslim clothes for his sister and mother & bought his father the same clothes he was wearing today.

He had prepared everything carefully so that they could perform his worship together tonight. However, he also wants his family to understand and know the religion as he is currently trying to return to the right path.

" was deliberately buy equipment for mami, papi the same Zerin, so do not worry, just change, it was also washed aunty earlier, so it can be used directly" explained Zarow.

Not only thinking about himself, even Zarow also thought about all the preparations for his family. Mr. Yonso again smiled as he patted Zarow on the shoulder.

" yes Zarow first yes, sir Ustad kasian if you wait a long time" said Zarow.

" okay, kayaknya we must also prepare mami, Zerin, do not make Mr. Ustad wait for us too, come" said Mr. Yonso took his wife and daughter.

Zerin was still silent at the spot watching where his brother went, he still kept thinking about what his brother suddenly called Mr. Ustad and invited them all to teach.

" is brother turned into this alim because of Brother Pelangi?, ah daebak, brother Rainbow is really great, apparently brother Zarow has been conjured spells love kak Pelangi so it turns gini " murmuring Zerin in the heart.

Mr. Yonso, who was already on the stairs, turned his body because he did not see his daughter following them. Her daughter was still in the place while continuing to look towards where her brother disappeared.

" Zerin "call master Yonso.

" ah, yes pi" he replied.

Zerin turned his head awake from his own mind heard his name on the call, his father was on the stairs with his mother, he smiled as soon as he saw his father shaking his head.

" how even diem there baby?, let's get ready" said Mr. Yonso again.

" yes pi" he answered while scratching his head and grinning.

Not wanting to be reprimanded by his father again he immediately walked up the stairs to his room to get ready as well.

Meanwhile, Zarow who was outside immediately approached Mr. Ustad who was sitting in the living room accompanied by Mr. Handoko.

Mr. Handoko immediately stood up as soon as he saw his young master coming, seeing his master wearing a cocoa shirt made Handoko sir amazed, the good looks of his young master became visible even more when wearing Muslim clothes like this.

" tuan introduce this Ustad Syamsuddin Nur that I told you yesterday, he will be the njai teacher as well as a religious teacher for the family" said Mr. Handoko introducing Ustad Sham.

Zarow immediately shook Ustad's hand to introduce himself with a smile, Ustad who was in front of him was not too old as he thought, his age was only about 40 years younger than his father.

" Zarow" said Zarow introducing himself

" Sham" said Mr. Ustad

" i'm sorry Mr. Ustad had to wait for me, it should have been me waiting for Mr. Ustad" Zarow said.

" oh nakpapa mas, I am here also just came, not too long" said Mr. Ustad.

Zarow just nodded with a smile, he hoped that with the Ustad Sham his family would be opened as widely as his guidance and the door to repentance.

" Can we start Zarow? " tanya Ustad Sham.

" just wait for my parents and my sister" Zarow replied.

" god, thank God, so this one wants to learn a family? " said Ustad Sham gratefully as he asked.

This is particularly remarkable for Mr. Ustad because it is rare for a family to actually intend to study religion together like this.

Sometimes people will be embarrassed to admit that they are stupid about the science of religion but this family actually wants to learn from scratch, Ustad Sham smiled, happy that his fellow religious brothers were trying to return to the path of ALLAH SWT.

" yes Ustad, I hope Ustad Syam doesn't mind teaching us & don't talk because we really need Ustad" said Zarow.

Previously Zarow always felt he never needed others even Zatow felt that others always needed him but now he really needed someone else who could bring a fresh breeze to his life was Ustad Sham.

" insyallah mas I will not be kapok, I am even happy to be able to help mas Zarow family, I am happy if my fellow Muslims are not ashamed to learn and deepen again about our religion, I am happy, I hope mas Zarow & family do not get bored to continue learning " replied Ustad Syam at length.

After a few minutes, finally, both Zarow's parents and his sister had come out and headed to the living room in neat clothes. Zarow smiled seeing his mother and sister wearing headgear as used by Rainbow all this time.

" Ustad introduce this my papi, this one is my mama & that one is my sister" said Zarow introducing his family.

Ustad Sham just nodded his head with a smile, as did his father who did the same with Ustad Sham to say hello.

" we start aja richya yes mas to shorten the time before the prayer Adhan Isya" said Ustad Syam.

" okay, let's go over here Mr. Ustad" said Zarow

They immediately walked into an empty room that had never been used and had been transformed into an impromptu prayer. The room was neatly arranged exactly like what Zarow wanted.

" god this when in his rapiin yes, can really be rich gini " murmured Zerin.

His sister was indeed in no doubt if she wanted not only a room like this that could be changed in an instant even her brother could turn the empty courtyard into a magnificent palace.