were one, not one ... In the remote forest, there was a hut where a kind, hardworking and compassionate girl named Sophia lived with her mother, stepfather and half-sister. Sophia father had died in a fire, and her mother, named Zari, had to marry Haidar, a daughter the same age as Sophia, in order to find shelter for herself and her daughter. Haider and his daughter Marina did all the work inside and outside the house on Zari and Sofia as much as they could. Sophia became thinner, paler and weaker day by day because of Haider cruelty, and on the contrary, Marina became more beautiful but fatter and lazier than before. Sophia came to Zari every day and complained about Haider harsh behavior, but when she had no choice, she hugged Zari and said: Bear, my daughter, one day we will finally be saved from all this oppression. They endured all the work of Haidar and Marina because of homelessness and hoped that one day they would be happy. One day, when Zari washed his clothes and laid them on the rope, a strong wind blew and he took Haidar handkerchief with him. Haidar came to Zari until he saw the handkerchief in the air and while he was beating him, he said: You who know that handkerchief is my mother souvenir, if it is lost, I will lose you and your daughter from this house together. When Sophia heard that, she came to her mother and said: Do not worry and do not cry, I will definitely find my father handkerchief. Zari said: "But my daughter, there is nothing left in the dark. The forest is becoming dangerous by night. Sophia went in the same direction as the wind had taken the handkerchief, went and went until she saw the handkerchief on a tree branch and was happy to go forward to take it, before which an old woman reached out and took the handkerchief. Seeing the old woman, he said: It is my father handkerchief, please give it back. The old woman replied:...