My sister and my beloved Manal Abu Hussein (Em Yaser Watfa), a martyr, and her husband, Dr. Mahmoud Abu Watfa, and her sons: Muhammad, my heart's delight, you are truly my son, not just my nephew.

And Ahmed Yassin Al-Hadi, from whom I never saw a single mistake, nor did I ever catch you doing the slightest thing wrong. And Zain, how beautiful they are, my love, with your sweet face and playful mischief, as if you were saying, "Never forget me." And my nieces, Shahd, you are so sweet, my heart, and your smile is so beautiful. And Hala, the smartest, always first in her school, and since she was in first grade, they only called her "Doctor." With your Lord, my dear, life is better. And then there's Elin, the youngest, your mother is ready to wipe the floor with you so that no one would upset you or harm you, as if she sensed that you only had 12 years left in this world, my darling. And all of that is one thing, but Aya, my love, is a hundred things. You went with your unborn child and your son Hamada to your husband Nidal. You couldn't bear his martyrdom and his passing; you wished to join him like that. You left, leaving sorrow in the hearts of your loved ones.
Hamada wanted his father, and that's exactly what happened, my dear. You went to your father to be happy with him and make your grandmother, Umm Nidal, cry tears of blood for you and Nidal. May God grant her patience.
You kept crying for your son Salah from the first day of the war, my sister Umm Yasser, and you couldn't comprehend his martyrdom until you, your children, and your husband followed him.
May God accept you and reunite us with you in the highest Paradise, sooner rather than later. Give my regards to my father, Umm Bilal, Islam, and all the martyrs. Tell them we are tired of waiting for you and we are waiting to see you.

18/3/2025

أختي وحبيبتي منال أبو حسين ( Em Yaser Watfa )شهيدة وزوجها الدكتور محمود ابو وطفة وابنائها محمد يامهجة القلب والله انك ابني مو ابن اختي
واحمد ياسين الهادي يلي عمري ماشفت منك غلطة ولا لمحتك بتعمل أدنى شي سيئ، وزين يازينهم ياحبيبي ووجهك الحلو ومشاكستك كأنه بتحكي عمركوا ماتنسوني
وبنات اختي شهد والله انك سكرة ياقلبي وبسمتك ماأحلاها وحلا الشاطرة الاولى دايما ع مدرستها ومن هيا بصف اول ما بنادوها الا الدكتورة عند ربك ياعمري الحياة احسن
ولا إلين آخر العنقود إمك مستعدة تمسح الأرض ولا حدا يزعلك او ييجي فيكي كانها حاسة انك مش حضلي بهالدنيا غير ١٢ سنة ياحبة عيني
وكله كوم وآيه ياحبيبتي ١٠٠ كوم رحتي انت وجنينك وابنك حمادة عند زوجك نضال ماتحملتي استشهاده ورحيله اتمنيتي تلحقيه هيك رحتي وسبتي الحسرة بقلوب حبايبك
حمادة بدوا أبوه وفعلا هيك ياعمري رحت عند بابا عشان تنبسط معه وتخلي تيتا إم نضال تبكي دم عليكوا وع نضال الله يصبر قلبها يااارب
ضليتي يختي يا إم ياسر تعيطي ع ابنك صلاح من اول يوم الحرب ومو مستوعبة استشهادة لما الحقتيه انت واولادك وزوجك
الله يتقبلكوا ويجمعنا معكوا في الفردوس الاعلى يااارب عاجلا غير آجل
سلموا على ابوية وام بلال واسلام وكل الشهدا احكيلهم انه تعبنا وراكوا وبنستنا نلقاكم
18/3/2025