Don't know where to start or how to start. Cuma saya minta your kind discretion to replace of names sebab saya tidak berniat untuk memalukan sesiapa dan kemudian diri sendiri binasa.
Senang cakap after few months of your entry about the Nigerians bersepah di Malaysia, saya rasa terpanggil hendak menulis kepada saudara. My story begins in 2010. I met Charles in October 2010, few days after my birthday.
Time itu baru resign dari kerja and dalam 2 nd semester doing Professional Degree di universiti tempatan. We met online, chatting through IMVU.
Saya berasa bosan at that time because I was no longer working then kawan-kawan bekerja menjauhkan diri because they thought that I had no money to sit and have coffee with. Life wasn't that exciting but I wasn't looking for any havoc or happening events to take place. Perkenalan dengan Charles membuat saya berasa diberikan perhatian dan sangat dihargai.
Yes, I knew from the beginning he was a sweet talker but I don't know why I didn't care all that. He invited me to come over to his house and said that he would cook and have a party. At first, memang saya refused. Macam buat perangai pula hendak pergi ke rumah lelaki tidak begitu saya kenali. Tambahan pula dia warga asing.
After 2 weeks dipujuk, I finally went to his house. Yes, memang bodoh. During the visit, he cooked, prepared food and made me feel very comfortable. We talked and to me he was a smart person. Someone who is really educated. Dia memberitahu saya, dia ada business sendiri, selling motor parts. Then, I found out that he is actually a student with a loca; college in Kuala Lumpur.
A lot of them rupanya menetap di Pangsapuri D'Kiara, Taman Wawasan Puchong. Kawasan itu kelihatan sangat aman. But, trust me, at every level of the apartment mesti ada warga Nigeria. Some of them look too old to be students. Selepas setahun bersama Charles, his promise to propose was gone. He said that he can't convert, he can't marry me, he can't be with me. I shared a lot with him. Including a bank account and a Mastercard to enable him to shop.
Tapi Alhamdulillah, something happened to our relationship, saya mula mencurigai gerak-geri dia. Apa yang Charles cakap tidak consistent dengan time and tempat. Rasa macam tersedar lalu saya menyiasat dia di belakang. He has an accomplice, a Malay lady. That lady probably lends him a lot more than I did untuk Charles hidup mewah di Malaysia.
We broke up but I couldn't help to think why in the world would he wanted to stay and always had much money to buy even a bigger fridge than that of mine? Kalau benar keluarganya susah di Lagos, Nigeria, kenapa dia tidak bekerja?
Kenapa dia pernah requested untuk menggunakan bank account saya? Kenapa dia tidak ke kelas lagi atau memohon pekerjaan sementara sebab setahu saya, pengajiannya di kolej sudah tamat pada Ogos 2011. Pada pandangan saya, pihak universiti pun sebenarnya membantu warga Nigeria untuk terus berada di Malaysia.
Selagi duit masuk ke poket, mereka akan berusaha memanjangkan tempoh belajar warga Nigeria di Malaysia. Saya mempunya pengalaman bergaul dengan warga Afrika. Saya tidak mahu ramai lagi wanita Melayu terjebak lagi.
Saya mengakui kebodohan saya dan buta hati sebab seorang lelaki. Keserasian saya experience at that time membuat saya lupa berhubung batas agama. Cuma bahagia itu tidak lama, maybe because he didn't have the intention to marry me, what more to start a family.
Seperkara lagi, mereka cukup gemar mensasarkan wanita berumur, berwang, berkerjaya dan berpelajaran tinggi. Wanita berumur pilihan mereka "because of experience" that's what they told me. Hendak apa sahaja, mesti dapat. Kalau boleh, abang tumpaskan lagi kegiatan warga Nigeria. Sayang saya masih ada, tapi demi kebaikan semua orang, dia, saya, wanita-wanita lain dan kadar jenayah di Malaysia, saya rasa it's time for him to go home since dia sudah lama berada di sini, sejak tahun 2005. Thank you. Saya menghargai usaha saudara dan rakan-rakan.
