The afternoon had been peaceful until a sudden loud sound broke the calm. Baby monkey FIFA, who had been playing near Daddy’s feet, froze instantly. Daddy had shouted — not at him, but just loudly — and that was enough to send a wave of fear through the tiny baby’s heart.
FIFA’s eyes widened, his body stiff with shock. For a moment, there was silence, and then came the heartbreaking sound — a high-pitched cry that filled the room. He screamed so loudly that even Daddy was startled, realizing how frightened his little one had become.
“FIFA, it’s okay! Daddy didn’t mean to scare you,” he said quickly, kneeling down. But FIFA had already run to the corner, his tiny hands covering his face, tears rolling down his cheeks. His chest rose and fell with quick, frightened breaths, his little body trembling.
Daddy’s heart ached. He slowly reached out, speaking softly this time, “Come here, my baby.” At first, FIFA hesitated, still sniffing and pouting, but the warmth in Daddy’s voice finally gave him courage. Slowly, he crawled back, his cries fading into soft whimpers.
When Daddy gently lifted him up, FIFA clung tightly to his chest, burying his face into his fur. “Shh, it’s okay,” Daddy whispered, stroking his back. “Daddy’s not mad. I love you, little one.”
The comfort of his father’s arms made the fear slowly fade away. Soon, FIFA stopped shaking and began making small, soft chirps — the sound of calm returning.
Daddy kissed the top of his tiny head and sighed, “I’ll be more gentle next time, my baby.” FIFA looked up with watery eyes, blinking slowly, and then tucked his head back against Daddy’s shoulder.
That simple moment became a lesson in love — a reminder that even small hearts feel deeply, and that kindness can heal even the tiniest fears.
Because for little FIFA, all he really needed was Daddy’s gentle voice and a warm hug to feel safe again.
