The afternoon sun painted the yard in a warm golden glow as Yen Nhi slowly stepped through the gate. It had been weeks since she last saw CUTIS, the little boy who always made her laugh, and her heart felt heavy from missing him. She had held back her emotions for days, but today, the moment she saw him again, everything came pouring out.
CUTIS was sitting on the bamboo chair, swinging his legs while feeding snacks to the baby monkey beside him. When he looked up and saw Yen Nhi, his eyes sparkled with surprise and joy. “Sister Yen Nhi!” he shouted, jumping to his feet. He ran toward her, arms open wide, unaware of the tears already pooling in her eyes.
The moment they hugged, Yen Nhi couldn’t hold back anymore. Tears streamed down her cheeks as she buried her face against his shoulder. CUTIS froze, startled, but then wrapped his tiny arms tighter around her, patting her back in his innocent, comforting way. “Don’t cry,” he whispered, his little voice trembling, “I missed you too.”
Everyone around paused—Dad, Mom, even the playful baby monkey stopped munching—watching the touching reunion unfold. Yen Nhi knelt down, holding CUTIS’s cheeks gently. “You grew bigger,” she said softly, wiping her tears but smiling through them. CUTIS grinned proudly, showing a missing tooth that made him look even cuter.
They spent the rest of the afternoon together, playing, laughing, and catching up like nothing had changed. Yet in Yen Nhi’s heart, she knew those first tears were a reminder of how deep their bond was.
Sometimes, the most powerful love is not spoken—it falls quietly like tears when two hearts finally meet again.
