THE CLEANED DAUGHTER
57. the ubay
typo everywhere. author lazy revision. if you want to read please, but if not, just skip, do not need a lot of comments. ok, just be realistic, friends.
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The chairman immediately set his sights back on princess Amelia, even though his brain was trying to digest the words of the princess and the residents, who said that his group made the local community fret.
"My name is ubay. And I live in this area. Yes, although a little far from the city center. That's why I'm confused when I hear your statement." Her speech. Amelia saw that calm but confused face.
"Then you have been negligent. As a chairman, you should be watching your members." Said Amelia again with a cold expression. Ubay the chief who heard the words straightened his head.
"True, all this time, he ignored his members because he was busy taking care of the orphans he picked up on the street. So the focus is just how to make a living to support the children.
"You are right, miss. Looks like someone betrayed me." Ubay. Meanwhile, Amelia's daughter has been telepathic to the black one. Amelia tells the black man to find out the truth about ubay.
The black man who had received orders, directly divided his body, or created his clone without being seen by others. After that, it immediately darted and searched for information.
As a tiger with great sensitivity. He easily found the ubay place of the chairman of the plot. In a simple house that was a little between the forest and the settlement, there too, he saw several children who numbered not a few roaming there, there are children who are teenagers too, seem to be gardening.
To get accurate information, the clone of the black instantly changed its shape into an ubay figure and walked up to the children.
As the black man walked closer to the little ones. One of them immediately shouted to see his arrival.
"Dad !!!" Excited one of the children who felt excited because of the return of the father who turned out to be the black one who was undercover.
Hearing the call, the black one who had understood the human world was instantly stunned for a moment. Iya thought in her heart, Are all these children her biological children or how ? Think of the black who expresses like the ubay so as not to arouse suspicion. After a little waking up from his daydream, Iya smiled to see small children aged 2 to 5 years running in droves approaching him.
"Dad !! Why did you go so long ago.? We're so afraid of anything happening with dad !!" Said one of the children who seemed to be 5 years old. The children tightly hugged the black man's legs which made the black become confused and wondering.
(Ouch !! What should I do !! It looks like I went undercover, should have just disguised myself as someone else and asked about the daily life of the cabal's chairman. Waduh waduh wrong step again.) inner black while scratching his head with his index finger. The children who saw no response from ubay immediately called back.
"Nak come... Why are you still standing there. Look at the kids so enthusiastically waiting for you to come home." Said the middle-aged woman. At that time the black guy re-awakened, now he has a plan to find out who the ubay really is.
"Hehehe. well ma'am." said the black man then walked over followed by the children. Then the black deliberately shook the middle-aged woman's hand to shake her hand like modern-day people who pay homage to both her parents or people older than them.
When the black man clasped the middle-aged woman's hand. Some memories of the middle-aged woman tell of the ubay who always did good and until finally settled in this place to help the middle-aged woman and her husband take care of these abandoned children. Having found such a reality, the black man immediately realized.
It turns out that the chairman of the plot was once indeed a person who always made money. But after seeing the lives of children in this place, the ubay finally changed for the better and pay attention and help both middle-aged parents take care of the children.
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While at Princess Amelia's place. Now the leader of the plot is facing Princess Amelia a place that is not too crowded. The crowd that had been created had now dispersed after seeing that the leader of the plot did not know anything. Amelia also decided to triumph over the matter, so the citizens entrusted it to Princess Amelia.
"So you don't know about all this.?" Princess Amelia asked ubay who immediately responded by shaking her head. There is also no one there, one of its members. They all told Amelia to go back to where they were by being monitored by the blue from afar. As they were chatting, suddenly the clone of the black one entered his original body.
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"Huh..!!" I heard breaths coming from the black one. Amelia, realizing that the clone of the black had returned, immediately Princess Amelia took a cup of water and handed it to the black one to drink. After saying thank you, the black man immediately gulped down the cup of water. After the black guy returned to normal. Amelia also began to telepathize with him.
[How's black? What do you get about the chief of this cabal.?] Princess Amelia asked through their telepathy. The black man immediately responded and told him what he knew.
He said that the ubay was once a troublemaker or big brother-class criminal. But somehow after an adventure from village to village or from city to city, suddenly he felt smiling and changed when he saw a middle-aged couple who nurtured more than 30 children consisting of toddlers, children to teenagers. The black man also told about the ubay's daily life, so he did not know what the members were doing out there.
Because he was busy making a living to support the orphans.
Hear a little story from the black guy.
Suddenly Princess Amelia felt touched and shed her tears. Everyone has the right to change and opportunity in life. Princess Amelia also recalled the treatment of Princess Amelia's original family against this self. He wondered if he would give the family a second chance to re-knit the harmonious family together with both his parents and brothers.
