It was a warm afternoon, and the house was filled with the soft sound of sweeping and clinking dishes. Mom had been busy finishing her housework — folding clothes, washing bottles, and cleaning the kitchen. But amid the quiet hum of chores, a sudden, heartbreaking cry echoed from the living room.
Little ChiChi, the baby monkey, was lying on the floor with his arms stretched wide, tears streaming down his face. His small body trembled as he cried louder and louder, his moody little heart demanding only one thing — his mom. 💔
Mom dropped the towel in her hands and ran as fast as she could. “ChiChi! What happened, baby?” she called out breathlessly. As soon as ChiChi saw her running toward him, he let out an even louder scream — a mix of anger, sadness, and relief. He didn’t understand why she had left him for even a few minutes. To him, it felt like forever.
His cries filled the house, sharp and pitiful. Mom gently lifted him up from the floor, his tiny fingers gripping her shirt tightly. His breathing was shaky, and his eyes were full of tears. “Shh, it’s okay now, Mommy’s here,” she whispered softly, rocking him back and forth.
But ChiChi wasn’t ready to calm down. He pouted, turned his face away, and whimpered softly — still showing his little tantrum for being left alone. Mom smiled gently, understanding his mood. She kissed his forehead and rubbed his back in slow circles. Gradually, the sobbing quieted into soft hiccups.
After a few minutes, ChiChi buried his face into Mom’s chest, letting out one last small cry before closing his eyes. His body relaxed completely, finally comforted by her familiar warmth. The world felt safe again.
Mom sighed with relief, whispering, “My moody little boy, Mommy just went to clean up for you.” She smiled lovingly, knowing how deeply her baby needed her presence.
Sometimes, even a few minutes apart feels like a lifetime to a baby monkey’s heart. And as ChiChi drifted into a calm nap in her arms, the house filled once again with peace — a quiet reminder that no chore is ever more important than love.
