The little girl cried again Maryam said: Oh God, guide me, Karen. Please stop crying, my daughter Little Karen continues to cry and throw things at her mother I want my father, I want my father. Karen shouts angrily Your father is in his office, my child. He will be back soon No, no, Karen is crying, carrying things and throwing them at her mother. I want my father now Mary sat in despair, not knowing what to do, then suddenly she heard the sound of a door opening and closing