On a peaceful morning, baby monkey A Tong sat sulking on the wooden bed, his tiny arms folded in frustration. His soft brown eyes were clouded with disappointment, and his little lips trembled as he built up to a tantrum.
Mom had just stepped away for a few minutes to fetch something from the kitchen, but to A Tong, it felt like a lifetime. He wanted her warmth, her gentle cuddles, and the soothing pat she always gave when he was upset. But she wasn’t there.
“Aaaaah! Eeeek!” A Tong’s piercing cries filled the room, echoing louder with each passing second. He stomped his tiny feet and banged his fists on the bed, clearly demanding attention.
When no immediate response came, A Tong’s emotions escalated. His body shook as he threw himself backward onto the bed, rolling dramatically as if the world had abandoned him.
Hearing the familiar cries, Mom hurried back. “A Tong, what’s wrong, little one?” she asked softly, approaching the dramatic scene with patience and love.
The moment A Tong saw her, he clambered to his feet and reached out with open arms. Tears streaked his furry cheeks as he whimpered pitifully, “Eeek… eek…”
Mom gently scooped him up, cradling him close. “There, there,” she whispered soothingly, stroking his back. “Mommy’s here now.”
As her warmth surrounded him, A Tong’s cries subsided into soft hiccups. He nestled his head against her chest, feeling the steady beat of her heart. His tantrum faded into peace, replaced by the comfort he had longed for.
In that tender embrace, A Tong was reminded once again that his mom’s love was the safest place in the world.
