
It was a quiet moment in the house, but suddenly soft cries began to fill the room. Poor Baby Sangha and Baby TanTan were both crying as they tried to find Mom. 🐒🥺 The two little babies looked around with worried eyes, their tiny hearts feeling scared without her nearby.
Baby Sangha sat on the floor first, rubbing his eyes with his small hands. He made gentle “ehh… ehh…” sounds, hoping Mom would hear him. When he didn’t see her, his cries became louder. His tiny lips trembled, and tears rolled slowly down his cheeks.
Not far away, Baby TanTan also started to feel nervous. He looked toward the door, then back at Sangha. When he realized Mom wasn’t in the room, his face changed too. TanTan began to cry, his voice mixing with Sangha’s. Now two little monkeys were crying together, both calling for the same person — Mom. 🥹
Sangha tried to crawl toward the hallway, thinking maybe Mom was there. He moved quickly, but his little body was still small and wobbly. TanTan followed behind him, sniffing and wiping his face. They were brave, but they were also scared.
The room felt bigger without Mom. Every small sound made them look up with hope. “Is that Mom?” But she still didn’t appear. Their cries grew louder, full of longing and confusion. They didn’t understand where she had gone. All they knew was that they missed her.
Baby TanTan gently touched Sangha’s back while they both cried. Even though he was sad too, TanTan didn’t want his little brother to feel alone. Sangha leaned slightly toward him, still sobbing softly. It was such a touching moment — two little babies comforting each other while searching for Mom. 💛
Finally, from another room, Mom heard the crying. She quickly hurried back. The moment Sangha and TanTan saw her, everything changed. Their cries became louder for one second — not from sadness, but from relief.
Mom opened her arms wide. Both babies moved toward her as fast as they could. She picked them up one by one, hugging them close. Sangha buried his face into her shoulder, while TanTan held tightly onto her arm.
Slowly, the tears stopped. The room became peaceful again. Poor Baby Sangha and Baby TanTan were no longer scared. They had found Mom — and that was all they needed. 🐒💕