A WARM MILK COFFEE
prologues

Born into a simple family, neither rich nor poor. But the last five years I've managed to boost our simple lives for the better, even quite well.

With the results of my hard work singing training since childhood, God finally granted my prayers to become a famous singer both inside and outside the country.

But unfortunately not everyone likes me, the name is also the world of entertainers there are only hater who does not like us.

Moreover, I was born with skin that is quite dark, exotic if people who like me say it, but different again with those who hate me. They said I was black, dirty and a lot of other racist remarks.

Many wanted my position, to the various ways they did, until finally a fatal accident happened to me when he wanted to go to a city to hold a concert.

On the way to the airport the car I was riding in was hit by a large truck. I who am not ready to die pray to God not to take my life. Because if I go who else will be the fortune seeker in my house.

When I felt on the verge of death, I heard someone calling and pulling my arm. I almost cried when I saw our faces were so similar, both have dark skin.

For a long time we exchanged stories, telling each other about our previous circumstances, about life, profession, family and many others.

Until a light came to make my eyes glare and at that moment I felt forced.

I flinched, my eyes opened and I could see the room I was occupying was now very luxurious, even more luxurious than the luxury of the houses of the herds of celebrities I had visited

"Finally you wake up too" I turned to the source of the voice, and my eyes rounded to find a very handsome man staring flat at me.

"Are he the one?" I murmured in my heart