The Stupid Barbie's
Kiss can?

"Promise yes, Ra?" Arka reminded the girl again. "Promise, never be King of choice after me." The guy's eyes hinted at a request. A request that is really important in his life.

Rana was silent for a moment. "You also promise, never leave me," asked Rana, seen from the look in his eyes.

"promises. And may fate not make us forced to disavow." The two teenagers hooked her little fingers again.

Silent.

"Ka, it's the story we want to watch drakor, just now," said Rana just remembered with the drakor that had been played since before without anyone noticing. He was busy making his own scene. Well ... This is the consequence too.

"So watch the drakor?" tanya Arka was made to limp for a moment.

"Yes dong, Ka. Look at the laptop there! Where did you try that?" Rana was busy looking at the scene where she last noticed her drakor, while Arka was forced to tilt her body and stare at the screen with a murderous look. If it wasn't for Rana, he would have slammed that thing right now. What would his friends say, if they knew he was watching this movie.

Rana rests her back on the back of the sofa. Smiling happy to enjoy the drakor he was watching with Arka. The middle laptop screen features the handsome face of his favorite actor.

"Do you like to watch this, Ra?" tanya Arka still did not enjoy the spectacle before her.

"It's called drakor, Arka ..." benah Rana.

"Yes, drakor. How do you like it anyway? I'm also a gang," said Arka too late not like the movie he watched even though he still watched it. Yes, of course, by force.

"Dih, Arka kepedean deh ..," Rana's lips pout her upper lip.

"You must be infatuated with me." The tip of Arka's eyes glanced at Rana with the corner of her lips raised next to her clearly.

"Yes, it's up to you .. I want to watch the Korean version of cogan." Rana just shook her head while focusing on her drakor.

Arka sighed lazily, then watched the pesky laptop screen*n it again. His eyeballs were instantly widened when he saw the appearance of a female player's face in the film.

"Buset ... very beautiful, nj*r ...," she whispered to herself.

Rana's eyes immediately glared, because the whisper of Arka was too clear to be ignored by the senses of the listener.

"Aw! Aw! Sick, Ra," the boy's ringis felt his arm being pinched desperately by Rana. "Argh .. sick, Ra," beg him once more.

Rana took off her pinch with a pouting face. "Basic boys! At least can deh yes, see a beautiful girl in a little," grunts, inwardly sorry to invite Arka to watch drakor.

"No, no, Raa ..." Arka pulled Rana's hand to her cheek again. "From everywhere also keep waiting for you, really," said the man with the fullest smile on his face.

"Udah, not a dreadful attempt. There, continue washing his eyes." Rana still put on her bent face. ".... Continue to see the beautiful girl." Ah, look, now she even looks like a wife lecturing her husband. Can't really hold back.

The drama show continues. Arka was just smiling herself in response to Rana's nagging. Jealousy that he always liked, if Rana wanted to show it.

"This is what the story is, Ra? Don't understand me. Bagusan also notes the heart of a porters," said Arka after a few minutes trying to enjoy.

"Yes, that. At home Auntie often watched it," explained Arka. After that, the two of them were silent again, enjoying it more precisely. Especially for the Ark, had to enjoy.

"Yeah!!" pekik Rana high. Squeezing the cheek of Arka who was as hot as his hand snack. His reason? Especially if it's not a half-dead baper.

"Aw, Ra, sick!" Arka grimacing in pain. Sure, now he looks pathetic. Its strength can be reduced by 50%.

"He .. he .. he .. he .. baper, Ka." Rana took off her squeeze. Grimacing sinlessly, then stroking Arka's cheek again. "It hurts, huh?"

"Go here, your nails are like tiger's claws." Arka moved Rana's hand to her hair. Asking the girl to scrape or stroke her hair.

The drama show continues again. Until a scene that ... makes Rana swallow hard spit without daring to glance at the guy who is still loyal to put his head on his lap. His hands suddenly became cold, sweating for no reason. The problem is, at home there is only himself and Arka.

Arka was glued to the screen in front of her. A display of two teenagers sharing a kiss, making a side in him disturbed. His fingers then pressed one of the buttons on the object. Make the video that is playing paused. He straightened his sleep. Glancing at Rana's pale face was immeasurable.

"You scared, Ra?" asked the man with a smile imprinted on his lips. In the heart laughs at Rana who likes to watch this, but waver when faced with reality.

Rana lowered her head. Replying to Arka's gaze. "What-afraid why?" the question cannot hide the remains.

"The rhetoric's good, Ra. So I want to practice, huh." Arka smiled ignorantly.

"P-practice what?" Rana's getting nervous.

"Kiss can?" ask Arka without making any further conversation

Rana's lips clenched tightly, looking at Arka with her beads of patterned eyes. Just for a moment, because the girl then nodded her head. It is hypocritical if he refuses, because he always hopes that Arka is his frist kiss.

The Arka's smile grew. The boy's hand then stroked the hair on the girl's head. With his next hand resting on the table again, the guy with the firm jaw raised half his body close to Rana's face.

Rana closed her eyes tightly. I swear, now his heart was like it was about to run from where it came from. The exploding caused countless nervousness.

Arka stopped his movement exactly 5 Cm. in front of Rana's face. He likes this position. His smile was prickly, then peeked at the tip of Rana's nose quickly and returned to his sleeping position on Rana's lap.

Rana's eye beads instantly opened when she felt something soft land quickly on the surface of the tip of her nose. Are the caves really kissed? How not to feel, huh?

"Now that one, let's surprise. Tomorrow's downstairs, huh?" asked Arka, smiling satisfied to see the face of Rana red extinguished.

On the doorstep of the living room, Dhira stood glued with widened eyes and a gaping mouth. What scene is this? It's not worth watching by a minor like him. He then shook his head quickly, then stepped faintly towards the entrance of his house again; foolishly pressing the bell of his own house.

"Sister Rana! Dhira's home!"

Listening to the shout Arka immediately rose from his position, while Rana immediately wavered her hair that was not messy at all.

"Yes, Dhiraa!!" shouts Rana glanced at Arka who was already at the end of the long sofa they were sitting on. Instantly keep a safe distance.