Little Ricky sat there, his tiny body already a bit uneasy. Beside him was A Tong, who had been close just moments before.
Everything felt normal—
Until suddenly—
A Tong turned and ran away quickly, leaving Ricky behind.
Ricky froze.
His eyes followed A Tong, confusion spreading across his tiny face. He didn’t understand why he was suddenly alone.
“Eee…?”
A soft, uncertain sound came out.
But no one came back.
The space felt quiet.
Too quiet.
Then his lips trembled.
“EEEEEE!”
Ricky burst into a loud, lonely cry, his voice filled with sadness and fear. His tiny body shook as he cried harder, calling out for comfort.
“Eee! Eee!”
He looked around, searching, hoping someone would return. Being left alone, even for a moment, felt overwhelming.
His cries echoed, soft but heartbreaking.
Meanwhile, A Tong was already far away, unaware of how Ricky felt behind him.
Mom quickly heard the crying.
She rushed over and gently picked Ricky up, holding him close.
The moment he felt her arms—
Everything changed.
The loud crying softened.
His tiny body relaxed as he clung tightly to her, no longer feeling alone.
Now safe again, Ricky calmed down, his tears fading.
For little Ricky, even a short moment alone feels too big—but love always brings him back to comfort.
