The Sovereignty

My mother used to remind me to read Surah Al Mulk before I hit the bed.
I usually do it. Really.
But because this hectic month and maybe (mostly this part, actually) I just being a lazy mazy girl (again),
so my mother reminder ended up in back of my head.
But this night, the longing feeling to read that Surah comes in front of my face.
When I read it slowly, word by word, there's a feeling of yearning in my chest.
Its burning. Suddenly, I realized.
That I missed this. 

I love hearing this video.
I think that because the voice is look likes my brother voice when he read Qur'an.
and the voice just lovely to hear.

Bücher

"... and what is the use of  a book?" thought Alice, 

 "without  pictures and conversation?" 

Lewis Carroll. Alice's adventures in Wonderland. 1865

I love reading a lot. 

Maybe this habit come after my Mom. 

She has a lot of books and love reading it in her spare times, even back then when she had worked. 

I remember there's a time when she bought a book for me and reading it out loud. 

It started from the series of dolphin tales. 

And when I began read it by myself, I begging for more books.

Now, I'm missing the feeling when you open the first page of a new book and sniffing at it (I know, a lil bit weirdo, don't you thing?) 

 I need to buy a new book. 

ASAP, before I get spared because missing that feeling so bunch.