The rain had just passed, leaving the air fresh and the ground sparkling with tiny drops of water. The trees swayed gently in the cool breeze, and the scent of wet soil filled the atmosphere. The weather was so refreshing after the heavy downpour—it felt like nature had just taken a deep breath and sighed with relief.
Marry, a kind and gentle young woman, sat quietly on a wooden bench near the garden. Her hair was slightly damp from the mist, and a soft smile played on her lips as she admired the beauty around her. Beside her, wrapped in her arms, was a tiny baby monkey. The little one looked cozy and safe, snuggling closer to her warmth.
The baby monkey, with its big round eyes and soft brown fur, seemed to enjoy every second of being in Marry’s embrace. Every now and then, it let out a quiet squeak as if to say, “Don’t let go.” Marry gently stroked its back, feeling the softness of its fur, and the little creature’s breathing slowed as it felt secure.
Around them, raindrops still clung to the leaves, glistening like diamonds under the faint rays of the sun peeking through the clouds. Birds began to sing again, their melodies blending perfectly with the gentle rustle of the wind. The world seemed calm, as if time itself had slowed down for this peaceful moment.
Marry couldn’t help but feel a deep connection with the tiny monkey. In her arms, it wasn’t just an animal—it was a little soul seeking comfort and love. She whispered softly, talking to it like a mother would to her baby, and the monkey responded by hugging her even tighter.
The cool weather after the rain made the moment even more magical. The warmth between them contrasted beautifully with the chill in the air. It was a reminder that love and care can bring comfort in any season. For Marry and her tiny friend, this was more than just a post-rain afternoon—it was a bond they would always cherish.