Forced to Get Married Pregnant
Chapter 8. Naura's New Home

Naura stared at the astonishment of the luxurious mansion that was before her. The house with Islamic architecture and filled with calligraphic paintings, makes Naura feel hypnotized. This house is twice as luxurious as his house.

Naura did not expect that Damar came from a super rich family and uphold religious values. Seeing from the clothes worn by Damar's parents who were covered, contrasted with the behavior of Damar that Naura knew.

Damar who he knows is a man is a jerk and likes to party like Naura. I like to drink and it's just that. Naura doesn't really know Damar's life beyond all that.

"Son Naura, welcome to our home" said Damar's mother softly.

"Eh, yes Auntie." said Naura nervously.

Mother Damar looked at Naura with a pouting expression.

"Don't call Auntie, dong. Call me Ummi."

Naura just nodded awkwardly. It feels a little strange to call Damar's mother 'Ummi'. But, he tries to adapt to the new environment and begins to get closer to the Damar family, especially his sister.

"Yes, Ummi," said Naura awkwardly.

Naura did not stop amazed because seeing all the decorations located on the nightstand was expensive items. Makes it feel like ash up. The level of wealth of the Naura and Damar families was very different.

The Naura family belonged to a wealthy family. His father had a fairly successful contracting business and his mother was a socialite who sold diamonds at fantastic prices. But, Naura felt that her parents' wealth was far below the level of the Damar family.

"Damar, take Naura's suitcase to your room, will you? Bi Inem, please prepare dinner for us, yes."

Naura smilingly greeted the maid in this luxurious mansion. He didn't know anyone here, so he better find someone to talk to. After all, Naura also likes to joke with Bi Surti, her maid at home.

Naura just quietly stood in the living room of this house. He gazed into the sky of the house, luxurious crystal lights and also calligraphy carvings with exquisite Arabic writing. Although Naura did not understand her reading, she was still amazed.

"Here sit, baby. It is now your home too. Don't hesitate, yes," said Damar's mother softly.

Naura just nodded awkwardly. She felt like the strangest woman in the house. All women wear the hijab, including Bi Inem. Only Naura does not wear the hijab. Naura felt like the strangest figure in this house.

"Annisa, come here. We're chatting with your sister-in-law. You haven't had a chance to talk to him, have you?"

Annisa just kept quiet and looked at Naura cynically. Not trying to be friendly with Naura. Is it because Naura isn't hijab like her, so Annisa doesn't want to get along with her?

Annisa looked the other way, "Why am I talking to a cheap woman like her" Annisa said sarcastically.

Naura was very surprised to hear Annisa's piercing remark. Squeezing the tip of the blouse he used to refrain from being rude. Naura had to be patient with someone like Annisa. He's met a lot like Annisa and it's nothing.

"Mrs ...! Watch what you say, son! She's your sister-in-law now."

Annisa turned around and approached Ummi and Naura who were sitting on the sofa. Staring with a mocking grin at Naura and staring at Naura's appearance from top to bottom.

"I will never acknowledge him as my brother-in-law, Ummi."

Annisa squealed softly, "See her clothes, kayak pel*cur. Different far from the soft sister Aisyah and her clothes are covered," continued Annisa boasted Aisyah.

Plakk!

"Enough Annisa ...!" yell Ummi firmly.

"Once again you insult Naura, Ummi will not hesitate to hit you again" said Ummi firmly.

Both Annisa and Naura are shocked to see Ummi hitting Annisa hard. During this time Ummi never hit his children, but this time Ummi hit Annisa just for the sake of Naura who had just come to this house.

"Ummi ...," Annisa said in disbelief.

Without caring for Annisa, Ummi turned around and brought Naura into her room. Leaving Annisa who was still surprised by what Ummi did to her earlier.

Naura herself stole a look turned to Annisa. He felt bad for the 18-year-old girl. In order to defend Naura, Ummi hit his own son. But, honestly Naura felt heartache humiliated as pel*cur by the girl who was her own sister-in-law.

Naura was led up the stairs by Ummi. It felt a little uncomfortable because Naura felt still quite capable and careful climbing the stairs. He was not old until he had to be treated like this.

"Ummi, I can walk alone," said Naura.

Ummi just smiled shyly. He was afraid that Naura would slip and fall down the stairs. That could put the contents in danger. Ummi just wants to look after his daughter-in-law and future daughter-in-law.

After arriving at the second floor, Naura was further amazed by the architecture of this house which is very luxurious. Naura can estimate the price of the painting stuck on the wall of the house for Naura pocket money for 3 years.

"Well, this is Damar's room."

Naura was surprised at how luxurious and grand the room of this man who was now her husband was. This room was three times larger than his room at his parents' house. Even the TV is very big and luxurious.

"This is your room now. Maybe Damar is wudhu or taking a bath, you just go in."

Ummi pushed Naura's body slowly and closed the door directly after. Making Naura feel awkward because the owner of the room is in the bathroom. The gurgling sound of water rang out to make Naura's heartbeat rumble.

Hey your heart why even dag-dig-duk kayak again dugem, Naura's mind is upset. At times like this his heart could not even be compromised. Moreover, this room is like a real bridal room.

Rose petals were scattered around every corner and also the bed that Naura was sitting on. There are even aromatherapy candles everywhere. Naura stared at the horror of the atmosphere of this room. Who has this unclear idea?

Chequelek

Naura who was picking up the damn rose petals immediately stood up with a shocked expression. Upon seeing Damar's face, Naura stroked her chest in relief. Without caring about Damar, Naura again picked up the rose petals.

"Who else is it?" ask Damar sok curiously.

Naura rolled her eyes lazily, "Lo blind until I don't see me again why?" asked Naura annoyed.

Damar rubbed his wet head with a towel. His face was very handsome with wet hair and also water dripping from his hair. Moreover, the scent of his body that made Naura unable to bear to embrace him.

"Oh, you're cosplay scavengers?" asked Damar mockingly.

Naura who was furious immediately turned to Damar and threw the flower petals at him. Unsatisfied with just that, Naura punches and kicks Damar's leg. It made the man in pain because of Naura.

"Sickness, woi ...! Lo man what kingkong anyway?" asked Damar while stroking his head which was very painful.

"Aish, because I have to wudhu again to pray Isya," said Damar annoyed.

Naura just stared with a face no less upset.

"Kalo want to pray mah salat aja. Why do I have to do it again?" naura asked annoyed at once in wonder.

Damar stared in disbelief at Naura. Does this girl not know if ablution will be void if it touches someone who is not her muhrim? Damar just shook his head slowly, it turned out that Naura was really the queen of partying. The basic thing about his religion is that he does not know.

"Look Naura Srikandi, I'm the same lo it's not muhrim. So if I touch you when I've been ablution, abort. So is lo." Obviously Damar is long.

Naura just nodded as if understanding, but she did not understand it at all. Damar goes back to the bathroom to get water. After that he went out and took the prayer mat and peci.

"No praying?" ask Damar to Naura.

Naura shook her head slowly, "Gue doesn't know how to pray," Naura muttered, barely whispering.

Damar barely heard, but he could tell why Naura was like that. Damar took something in the bookcase and gave it to Naura. Making Naura confused because Damar gave her a prayer guide book and also an iqro book.

"What's this?" naura asked confusedly.

Damar folded his hands on his chest, "That's the same prayer guide book iqro," Damar explained.

Naura stared and opened each sheet of the prayer guidebook carefully.

"Lo can learn to pray first there, there are Latin letters as well. If iqro lo can ask for Annisa or Ummi if Annisa does not want to teach," continued Damar plan.

Naura just looked at the book enthusiastically. It seemed that only this time he had seen and read a book about religion. All this time he never did it not because Papa and Mama did not teach, but Naura who always run away every time she was told to teach at TPA.

Naura looked up and saw Damar praying. Slowly Naura focused her chin on her palm. Staring at the back of Damar who looks wide and sturdy. Seeing every movement of his prayer without even blinking.

Naura's heart was beating faster than ever when she saw Damar turning to the right and left. An abnormal beat when looking at Damar's face that looks bright and a thousand times more handsome than usual. Uh, what did he say?

Naura shook her head strongly. What is wrong with his heart now? Why is it ticking so fast and also he just said Damar is handsome? What nonsense is this? There was no one more handsome to him than Brother Banyu.

"No ... There's no way I like Damar" Naura muttered softly.

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