She hosted refugees from Kharkiv for free, but then her husband was put in the hospital

“My apartment is a free refugee family, but my husband was hospitalized. I need money, complains our reader from Ukraine. Back in March, Alla settled at her home in Kiev immigrants from Kharkov. And everything would be fine, but the full-scale war has been going on for almost 7 months, and Kharkiv residents still pay nothing for rent. How a woman will solve this issue, read further in the article.



A few years ago, my husband inherited one from his grandmother in one of the sleeping areas of Kiev. We decided it was stupid to sell this apartment. It is better to clean it up and start taking it. It won't be too much.

That's what we did. We made cosmetic repairs, slightly updated equipment and furniture. And then almost immediately we managed to rent out the housing through a realtor. There was a nice girl in our apartment for a long time. Nastya always paid on time for communal and rent. Just a man, not a man!



And then a full-scale war began. On February 24, our lives changed forever. Nastenka said that he will go abroad. She promptly took all her belongings from the apartment, paid for the last month of stay and disappeared.

At first we didn’t know what to do with the apartment. On the one hand, you can start taking it again. On the other hand, I want to help the displaced people, who were very numerous in the first months of the war. Although a huge number of people left Kiev, Ukrainians also came to it.



I talked to my husband and decided to help. I wrote to one of the Kiev chat rooms that I can provide housing for those in need. Almost immediately, a family of refugees from Kharkiv wrote to me. They were left without an apartment, it hit a Russian missile.

We talked, I learned that Tatiana and her husband have two young children. My heart melted. Of course, we did not charge them for rent. They agreed that they would only pay for the utilities.

My husband and I helped them in the first place. We will bring some clothes, some food. I often made sweets for Tatiana's children. They were thrilled. Tanya and her husband did not have much money, they received payments and tried to find work. But the process was not quick.

They all needed psychological help. Even in Kharkov, they managed to fully feel what a real war is. And then they went a long way and saw everything. I can't imagine how hard it was for them. And the kids!

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I did everything I could to support this family. They almost became my own people. We never raised the issue of rent again. Both Tanya and her husband have already found a job.

But recently my husband became seriously ill. It feels like it's more nervous, as it had been cut off at work a few months before. I spent the entire family budget on myself, but now my husband is in the hospital. And I don't know what to do.



Mom says I have to talk to Tatiana. They may be able to pay at least something for rent. It's normal. But I can't turn my tongue to tell her that. I see how she saves on everything. But now I am in exactly the same situation.

I would like my husband to recover quickly. I want Tanya and her family to get better. But she has nowhere else to go back. How do you find the strength to talk to her about such a sensitive issue? Tell me, please!

Vital wisdom and the advice of the editorial staff zeal Alla to help Tatiana and not take money for the apartment is clear. After all, when Russia carried out a full-scale invasion of Ukraine, the entire Ukrainian people rallied for a common goal. Everyone started helping each other as if they had always known each other. And it's expensive!



But you cannot always sacrifice yourself and your comfort for others. Alla found herself in a difficult situation, and she needs money to put her husband on her feet first. I'm sure Tatiana will understand her. Moreover, it is not necessary to ask immigrants to pay full rent. At least a few thousand hryvnias will help solve the problem. What do you say?

Tell me what you would do in the place of the main character of this story.