In a crumbling hut, hidden from the world, Mbah Rukaiah and her husband endure their days in silence. No children to care for them, no family to rely on—just the two of them, struggling to survive.

Her husband, once the pillar of their home, lost his strength after an accident left him disabled. And now, Mbah Rukaiah, with her frail and bent body, can no longer walk. She crawls just to move, her hands and knees scraping against the cold, hard floor.

There is no certainty in their meals. Some days, kind neighbors offer food. On others, they survive on nothing but a handful of boiled cassava leaves, sharing every bite as they battle hunger together. Rice has become a rare luxury.

When night falls, so does the temperature. They shiver in the darkness, wrapped in nothing but thin walls and an old mat on the cold ground. No mattress. No warmth. Just each other, clinging to whatever little hope remains.

Should life be this cruel? Must Mbah Rukaiah and her husband suffer alone? Your kindness could be the miracle they desperately need. Let’s come together to help Mbah Rukaiah and her husband live in comfort and peace.