Stuck With My First Love
The World Is Narrow (Players Visuals)

Assalamu'alaikum beautiful sisters, my beloved reader

Before proceeding to this episode, the author wants to greet all the brothers.

Thank you very much for all the support and loyalty of all the readers, who have followed this novel from the beginning until this episode. Thank you also for thumbs like, vote, gifts and comments so far. Every day I check on Noveltoon. Feeling dating again, waiting for all chat readers. And every time there is a red alert notification on the profile, it feels like a banguttttt..

Here I also want to confide in the reader a little. Stuck With My First Love is my first novel. Vivi and Coco are fictional characters of my imagination and my genitals.

Initially due to the gabut, WFH (Work From Home) effect a year ago, I ended up fad writing this novel. The original version of the novel was 39 episodes. So I was pessimistic when I started releasing this novel in Noveltoon. Because I see the existing novel, it can be up to 100 episodes more. While this novel is only a little. But do not know why, after starting the release, the storyline can develop far until now, up to 74 episodes. I'm also surprised how it can be like this, right? Maybe because the beginning of the nulis, per episode the number of words is small, so the more here, the episode becomes long. I'm sorry brother..

Since starting to dare to write this novel, every day in my head appears every scene experienced by the characters. Even to dream, hehehehe

That's why the idea of a direct story I wrote so as not to forget. Even sometimes the dialogue between players, I read, while typing, while fidgeting too. With intonation and pronunciation like ordinary people talk.

There is a sense of pride and joy immeasurably, when this novel is liked by all readers. Therefore I say baaaanyakkkk thanks to all the brothers who have left a trace in this novel. It made me even more excited to write this novel.

And finally became my humble debut. Hopefully this work of mine, can accompany the days of all brothers. I'm sorry if there are still many shortcomings in terms of the storyline and spelling. His name is also newbie, I hope all brothers understand well..

And finally as I promised all readers, today I will release a visual of the player who became my reference in making this novel. The beauty and good looks of the players in my opinion are relative. Therefore, if later it does not match the expectations of all readers, I apologize, all brothers?

If there is something that is not appropriate, please imagine the visual of other figures that the reader thinks appropriate.

Okay, let's get started!!!

VISUAL PLAYER

Viviane Mikaylafayza Princess (Vivi)

Marco Reynand Valencio (Coco)

Rianti Kalila Zahra (Anti)

Vivi and Anti

Dedi Ezra Febrian (Dedi)

Daniel Gerald Adelio (Daniel)

Aldi Ardiansyah (Aldi)

Adilla Jihan Faiha (Dilla)

Arsy Mahendra (Arsy)

Felicia Princess Paramitha (Feli)

Nadia Azarine Almira (Mira)

How are all the brothers? Is there something similar with the author? Congrats!! Means we are sehati, hihihihi..

Yes, that's how the author used to talk. Sorry if I am less pleased.

The author hopes that all of you will be patiently waiting. I pray that we are all healthy always..

Waiting for likes, votes, gifts and comments, brother..

Happy Following Vivi's Continuation Love Story..

Wassalamu'alaikum beautiful sisters

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When I got home, I locked myself in my room. Really parting from her was the hardest blow of my life. Because he was my first love. The first man in my life that meant so much to me. I love him so much. Love him with all my heart. He is very precious to me. Losing her made half my soul seem to disappear with her. I can only feel this sadness by crying. The tears that wet my cheeks, the tightness in my chest and the sadness in my heart, made me even more fragile.

I heard Mother knock a few times on my door, asking about my situation. I know for sure Father and Mother will be worried about my situation. But what else, I was really fragile. I just want to be alone. I mourn my sadness alone. I'm not ready to tell anyone about the suffering I've lost in my life. Including my parents. I was not ready to accept the reality that was plastered in front of my eyes. That I'd lose her maybe forever.

The sadness in my heart made my appetite decrease. I have no taste for eating. Although I try to eat, but the taste of the food I eat is tasteless. I can only eat 2-3 spoons. I also prefer to lock myself in my room. While looking at the photos and videos of my memories with Coco.

I admit this is really heavy. Very heavy. Even to breathe, my chest still felt very tight. Whether this is because of my psychological factors that suffer or indeed the psychomatic effects that make my body work like nothing. My head feels dizzy. Tears were also unceasingly dripping. It was as if happiness was no longer in my life. A cloud of cloud has enveloped my heart. I can only cry and cry. I'm so sad.

After feeling a little calm, I decided to change my phone number. I tried to shake him and let him go. I wouldn't be strong if I had to hear his voice again. I promised her mother anyway. I don't want to one day hear her say she's getting married to the girl her parents chose. Let me keep the good memories of the two of us together. I keep it neat in my heart. I don't want to ruin those wonderful memories. Let those beautiful memories that have been the encouragement of my life in my days without his presence.

Two days after his departure, my family and I moved to Solo. Because my father asked my grandfather to return to his hometown and continue the family business owned by his grandfather. In that city I continued my life. I went to college there. Nobody knows my move except Anti, my best friend. I also never came back even though I just attended a High School reunion.

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A year passed very slowly. Although I have tried very hard to continue my life in a city far from my hometown, but I can not deny the memories of the past with him are still neatly stored in my heart. Sometimes if I suddenly remembered her, I could easily cry. Made my college friends nicknamed me, the whiny princess. Because I'm so easy to leave just because I remember my love for Coco.

I majored in nursing at one of the leading nursing academies in Solo city. I tried to register for SNMPTN but I failed to enter the department I chose. At that time I chose the Department of Medicine UN*, Department of Statistics IT*, and science History UN**R. But I failed. I did not pass the selection. I admit that a little bit of my separation with Coco has lowered my spirit in continuing my education. I was usually always well-prepared, when it was completely unprepared at all. So I'm not surprised if then I fail to enter the majors that I want. Fortunately my parents understood my situation and did not force me to go to State University.

Actually I want to try to major in medicine next year, but because of my family's financial condition that is not possible, I finally buried it, my desire. When then Dad offered me to enter the nursing academy, I immediately agreed. This is the least I can do to make my parents happy. Becoming a nurse.

For me, if I could help someone who is sick and needs treatment, that would be more than enough. Seeing them recover and be healthy is happiness for me. That's how I heal the wounds in my heart. Wounded by the separation from him that I have always missed.

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The world is very narrow. Although I have tried to “disappear” from my past life, but it is not that easy. Whether because it was a match or a coincidence, I finally met someone from my past.

That day, I just got back from college. I went home to the boarding house with Chika and Lala, my two best friends while in Solo. Before boarding, we stopped by lunch at a food stall of our subscription located around the cost. Coincidentally kosku adjacent to one of the famous universities in the city of Solo is U*S. So not infrequently, we met with the campus children.

Most restaurants near campus use a buffet system. So the buyer will take their own food as needed, then the food is delivered to the cashier for then the cashier will count according to what we take.

Because that time coincides with lunch time, the buyer queue is quite long. Chika who is quite chubby if already hungry, several times grumbled because people who queue in front of the food did not immediately take the side dishes or vegetables they want to eat. Some people seem confused about what to eat. They were seen looking at the side dishes and vegetables but did not immediately make a choice.

Actually, it is only natural, because usually the food menu at the restaurant is very diverse. The side dishes ranging from fried tempeh, fried tofu, grilled chicken, fried chicken, tempeh and tofu bacem, fried eggs, balado eggs, Kentucky chicken, meat and fish menu are also many. There is a blistering seasoning meat, and rendang. Grilled fish, fried fish, rujak seasoning fish.

Vegetables are also served a lot. There is vegetable soup, vegetable asem, vegetable spinach, chicken opor, lodeh, bothok, gudeg, oseng-oseng kale. There is also soto seger, one type of soto typical solo. There are also timlo, lotek, pecel, trancam or warehousing. And some other vegetables.

Because it was so impatient, Chika grumbled with her voice

“Duhhh..forever.ga pity what each other, have starved nih”sindir Chika deliberately with a loud voice.

“Hushh..pelan-pelan dong Chik if you say.sabar...bent in a while also our part”ucapku on Chika.

“Biarin..biar tau here ”hungergutu Chika by turning her lips.

The person Chika satirized spontaneously looked at us. Makes me and Lala a little embarrassed by Chika's childish behavior.

“Kak Vivi?”

I looked up to hear my name called. The voice seemed familiar. When I found out who called my name, I was shocked.