My message to every Muslim brother or sister who owns the channel, I know that it is not my right to comment on your channel, but God is my witness that our circumstances are harsh and forced me to do this. Please forgive me. My brother, there is still a brotherhood of faith. I asked you for a bag of flour. My brother, we women cannot go out among men. There is still a woman with you. My brother, God has honored you. You are men. We are women. We cannot go out or work like you. My brother, where is the brotherhood of faith in your hearts? We are women. There is no brotherhood, no mercy, no compassion, no humanity. And give good tidings to the patient. It is the greatest hope while waiting for what we want. ''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''' '''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''' My brother, my first words are that I swear to God on the Book of God that I will not lie to you, nor deceive, nor deceive. I am a displaced Yemeni girl. My family and I have 20,000 Yemenis among us, and now we owe 60,000 for 3 months, and the owner of the house is one of the people who died May God have mercy on you, my brother He comes every day to humiliate us and talk about us and wants us to go out to the street because we couldn’t pay him the rent. The neighbors saw us crying and talked to the neighbors again and we didn’t pay him until the end of the week. He swore to God that he would throw us out to the street. May God have mercy on us. Our country is suffering because of this war and we cannot find our daily sustenance and we live, my mother and my brothers, traveling. Our father passed away, may God have mercy on him, and we have no one in this world to help us in these harsh circumstances. My little brothers went out to the street and saw the neighbors eating and stopped at their door to give them even a piece of bread. By God, who owns the heavens and the earth, they closed the door and kicked them out and they came back crying, dying of hunger. No one had mercy on them and the holiday was returned so that I could live. Now, if one of us does not help us with a kilo of flour, I swear to God that we will die of hunger. My brother, I seek refuge in God and then in you and I want your help for the sake of God. I ask you by God, if you love goodness and help me even with 500 Yemeni riyals, send me a WhatsApp message on this number 00967713342392 and ask for my card name and send it and do not delay and God will compensate you with all good. My little brothers, see how they are and help us and save us before They throw us out into the street, we are humiliated or we die of hunger. My family and I ask you by God, if you are able to help us, do not delay in helping us. May God reward you with good.π~π~√~√