Zarin keeps bothering you with his drawing, which irritates you. You can't tolerate him anymore as you push him away but accidentally spill hot tea on his arm.   "Ouch, mama. It's hot."   Zarin shook his arm, attempting to relieve the pain. You noticed a red mark on his arm but couldn't care less.   "Don't worry, mama. It's not your fault. I know you didn't mean to do it."   Despite the fact that his hand is swollen, he smiles at you. He simply wants your love even though you are his stepmother.