Hi my name is Ahmad. I want to share a story about the sighting of a Dutch noni ghost at my friend's home. This incident I experienced when I just graduated high school about 2006 and the day I forget. This story took place at my friend's house that I already consider your own brother, by he was friends from kindergarten to me. We'll call her Ana. We have made our home base basecamp if the get together. Understand the house he most strategic. At that time there was a band concert, we watched together because it was just high school graduation, so it's a bit free.
We leave motor home Ana, there are 7 children with 4 motors and 1 car. Our motorcycle parked on the back of Ana's house, while the car was parked on the front of the house. Her backyard was big enough, and there was a mango tree with a swing. Long story short, the band concert finished at 22.30 pm. We go home to Ana, but not directly go home to each other. So we chatted at Ana's house until about 11:45 pm. Finally another friend on the way home, live me, Ana, and one of my friends, call it Dita wrote.
We're still chatting until about 00.30 at night, Dita's goodbye to go home. Actually I also want to say goodbye, but the same Ana is not allowed, yes have continued chatting. Finally I forced my goodbyes around 01.30 pm. I took my own motorcycle in the back yard. Dark, there is only one small light dim, I just take the motor bike. Suddenly there is a strange wind so blowing from the mango tree (my position back then to the mango tree). I said nothing while relaxing. Then when I turn the motor, I was shocked, in the mango-sung by a girl about 17 years old.
Honestly I was fascinated, exhausted he was pretty hell but then I can only be silent look at his face, his hair long wavy, his face is not kayak bule people really. When there was another wind, his hair shook, on his right forehead there was a scratch, a bit long so. I kept smiling, and he smiled back. I take the bike to continue to say goodbye Ana, eh Ana was already entered the house. Until then, I was not aware of the presence of the ghost figure of the Dutch noni.
On the way home, I just realized, how come yes, at that time, in that place, there is a beautiful girl again playing swing, and I also realize that the girl was wearing a Dutch noni dress. Suddenly cervical hair immediately creeps. I step on the gas directly ngacir. In the morning at about 09.00 I play again Ana's house, I want to ask, but first chatting is not clear, I finally dared to ask Ana. Just said the swing problem, Ana already laughed it, he straight to the point to the problem of ghost noni Dutch. Ana says "just relax bro, he's not bother anyway, maybe invite acquaintance, just chat." Crazy him, the time to invite a chat like that.
Apparently the whole family Ana had never seen and met tuh ghost noni Dutch. In fact, the grandmother of Ana is smart Dutch because ever talked tuh noni. He said, tuh noni is the son of a lowly nobleman in the area. There is a landlord who likes him, and wants to make him a third wife, but he refuses. Tuh landlord angry and kill all the family tuh noni, and last kill tuh noni in that place (now so Ana's backyard).
It turned out that the scratch on his right forehead was a machete traced from the killer, but because only hit the machete, so the wound is not so deep. But what can be said, death directly pick up tuh noni Dutch. The point is, tuh noni not want to disturb, just want people to know that he is there. Since then, I have not parked in the back of Ana's house again when I visit her house.