Early in the morning, baby monkey Roza sat patiently on a soft cloth near the doorway, her tiny hands resting on her lap. Her round, curious eyes glanced around, searching for her mother. The cool morning breeze ruffled her light fur, making her shiver slightly.
She wasn’t feeling her best today. Her tummy felt strange, and she didn’t have as much energy as usual. Normally, she would be climbing around or playing with her favorite little toys, but today, she just wanted to sit and wait for her mother to come and check on her.
Roza twitched her little ears when she heard footsteps approaching. Her heart filled with relief as she saw her mother walking toward her with a warm smile. Gently, her mother reached out, feeling Roza’s tiny forehead with her soft hands. “Oh, my little one, you’re a bit warm,” she said sweetly.
Roza whimpered softly, leaning into her mother’s touch. Her mother stroked her head gently and gave her a reassuring kiss on the cheek. Then, she carefully prepared some warm milk for Roza to drink. The tiny baby held the bottle with her little fingers, drinking slowly while looking up at her mother with trust.
After finishing her milk, Roza felt a little better. Her mother cuddled her close, wrapping her in warmth and love. “Rest for a while, my sweet girl,” she whispered. Roza snuggled into her mother’s arms, letting out a tiny sigh of comfort.
She knew that no matter what, her mother would always be there to take care of her.
