Be With You, Damian And Ainsley
Rabbit Trial.

Ainsley's phone rang while he was making dough because today he wanted to make pasta. Thanks to the spirit given by Damian, he would not give up what else he had a guinea pig. May her sister-in-law like and praise her cooking.

Like yesterday, his family peeked because they wanted to see what he was doing. When they came home from delivering sushi, Ainsley told them that the sushi he made was delicious and Damian liked it. Damian even brought the sushi to his father and he looked proud of it.

When Ainsley said that, his family looked at each other. Either Damian didn't want to upset Ainsley or his troubled tongue but for sure, Ainsley was getting excited to experiment. He even knows which one is pepper, amazing right? I hope he knows the others too.

Since his phone did not stop ringing, Ainsley grabbed the object and saw an anonymous number listed there. Maybe it was from his client especially he had not been in the office for two days because he was busy learning to cook.

"Hallo."

"Ainsley," a voice sounded familiar to him.

"Oh God, why are you again!" ainsley said annoyed because the one who was contacting him at this time was Harry.

"Why did you ignore and block my phone number, Ainsley?" ask Harry.

"I don't like you Harry, so stop bothering me!" ainsley was upset.

While talking to Harry, Ainsley continued his cooking while hearing instructions from the cooking teacher. His family who saw could only shake their heads, wretched twelve. In a state of focus alone can be wrong especially in a state of speech and looks so emotional, whether what Ainsley put into the food he made them feel Ainsley did not pay attention well.

"This time will he bring the food to Damian again?" ask Jacob.

"Come, Dad. What a poor young man!" answer Albert.

"Are you guys sure the food he made this time will work?" ask Alice anyway.

"We'll see, Mom" replied Kate.

"All right, let's wait for the results!" his family passed away, while Ainsley was still talking to Harry while cooking.

"Stop bothering me, Harry!" ainsley shouted furiously.

"No, how many times you block my phone number, I'll keep calling you again and again! I won't give up Ainsley, because I really like you!"

"But I don't! I told you, didn't I? I already have a boyfriend so don't bother me anymore!"

"No, even if you have a boyfriend, I'll keep chasing you until I can even get rid of your girlfriend because all I can have is me!" Harry really didn't give up. He would pursue Ainsley until he could, even though Ainsley turned him down dozens or even hundreds of times.

"I really fucking met you and I, hate you!" ainsley said and after that the phone was turned off.

Harry smiled, just hearing Ainsley's voice had made him happy. Although Ainsley turned off his phone, Harry was not angry at all. He knew he had to fight hard if he wanted to get Ainsley Smith. She is very impatient to meet the person Ainsley calls her boyfriend. Is that guy better than her that Ainsley turned him down?

Ainsley took a breath many times to ease his emotions, should that time he ask Vanesa who went to see Herry. Perhaps then Harry will go crazy with Vanesa and follow him into the belly of the beast. If he knew Harry was going after him, he probably would have.

"Miss, have you seasoned the pasta?" ask the cook teacher.

"What?" Ainsley looked at him for a moment and put down his phone.

"The paste is almost ripe, has Miss already seasoned?"

Ainsley looked at his pasta, forgot. He forgot because he was so serious about talking to Harry. The cook teacher shook his head, and after that he took a spoon to taste the taste of the pasta.

"Lack of salt, just add a little then the taste will be perfect."

"really?" ainsley asked with a pleased expression. It seems that the cooking this time also worked.

"Yes, half a spoon is enough. I'm gonna go to the bathroom for a second, can't I?"

"Of course" replied Ainsley.

The cook teacher passed away, leaving Ainsley.  Half a spoonful of salt was enough but the teacher forgot to say what spoon. Big, or small!

Pasta was again given salt according to the teacher's orders, half a spoon of salt and after stirring, the paste was lifted and put in a dish. Ainsley even smelled the smell of the paste, from the scent alone it was delicious so it must be delicious.

While waiting for his cooking teacher, Ainsley returned to making food. He sure can without the help of the cook teacher again. He looked busy until Marline and Michael had arrived.

"Ainsley I've come" cried Marline and upon seeing her arrival, her family said, "Oh it turns out to be her guinea pig!" they also shake.

"Well, what's this delicious scent?" marline asked as she inhaled the delicious aroma of food made by Ainsley.

"waiting? What's up?" marline asked in surprise because Ainsley had only asked her to come.

"Come here!" Ainsley pulled out her brother-in-law's hand and led her towards the kitchen.

Marline looked at Michael for a while and after that, he followed Ainsley, while Michael approached his family.

"Mom, what's wrong with Ainsley?" ask Michael.

"You'd better stop your wife if you don't want her to get a stomachache!" replied mother.

"Why?" Michael doesn't understand.

They all moved, approaching the kitchen. Again they peeked over the wall and saw Marline sitting at the dinner table. Marline looks excited to see the dishes on the table, while Ainsley serves all the food he makes.

"Come brother, all this food I made," said Ainsley.

"Well, it looks good!" marline said with great enthusiasm.

Ainsley picked up a plate of pasta for Marline, she was sure the pasta was delicious let alone the cooking teacher had praised her. Not only pasta, he also picked up some other menus he made and after that, the food was placed in front of Marline.

"Please, ma'am," he said confidently.

Marline looked impatient, her stomach had even rung. The fork is in hand and the pasta is ready to eat. Ainsley also looked impatient, curious about the reaction of her sister-in-law and of course she was waiting for praise.

"Good meal" says Marline and the paste is put into the mouth.

"How's it?" ainsley asked but unfortunately Marline's face looked strange.

Marline shook her head, salty! He was about to bring out the food in his mouth but an Ansley threat was thrown out.

"If Brother-in-law dares to spit it out, Brother-in-law will have to pay me two thousand dollars!" said it.

"Hm," Marline shook her head, the pasta that was in her mouth was completely salty!

"Three thousand dollars!" ainsley.

Marline swallowed the paste with great difficulty for the sake of his three thousand dollars and after that, the glass of water was grabbed and the contents were quickly gulped.

"Oh God, I'm like eating a pile of salt!" marline.

"How does it feel?" the others approached Marline because they wanted to know.

"It's amazing! I even feel like I'm eating salt!" answer Marline.

"No way!" singal Ainsley while taking a plate of pasta.

Curious, Ainsley ate his own homemade pasta but not long after, he ran towards the sink to throw away the paste that was inside his mouth.

"Cure it!" ainsley shouted, while the others laughed.

The teacher couldn't believe it either, he also tried the pasta but it was indeed salty. Curious, he asked Ainsley how much salt Ainsley had added and when he saw the large spoon pointed at by Ainsley, the teacher shook his head.

"Damn! It's all because of Harry!" ainsley was upset.

"So?" ask family.

"Okay, I'm better suited to holding a gun than a cookware!" ainsley said in despair.

"Then, who wants to eat this?" ask mother.

Ainsley saw the amount of food on the table, frankly he did not want to eat it let alone his family. Than he's the one who threw it away but it looks like he has a brilliant idea.

"Please pack all this up!" pinta Ainsley at the waiter over there.

"For what, dear? You're not gonna give Damian any more of this food, are you?" ask mother.

"No! This time for someone!" Ainsley picked up her phone and walked away, while her family looked at each other. Who else would be the victim of such bad food?