Jaco staar na die versteende berge van die Cederberg.

Jaco stares at the petrified mountains of the Cederberg.

Die son skyn helder bo die koppies, en die lug is soet met die geur van fynbos.

The sun shines brightly above the hills, and the air is sweet with the scent of fynbos.

Rondom hom roep voëls en saggies wind fluister deur die gras.

Around him, birds call and the wind softly whispers through the grass.

Tog huiwer sy gedagtes by vergaderings en e-posse.

Yet his thoughts linger on meetings and emails.

Annelise rus haar hand op sy skouer.

Annelise rests her hand on his shoulder.

"Dis pragtig, nè?

"It's beautiful, isn't it?"

" sê sy sag.

she says softly.

Haar oë het 'n tikkie verlange.

Her eyes have a touch of longing.

Sy hoop dat hierdie tyd in die natuur hulle nader aan mekaar sal bring.

She hopes that this time in nature will bring them closer together.

Frans, met sy breë glimlag, voeg by, "Ek kan nie die laaste keer onthou dat ek só kalm gevoel het nie.

Frans, with his broad smile, adds, "I can't remember the last time I felt so calm."

"Dis die tweede dag van die geestelike toevlug, en hulle is hier om vrede te vind.

It's the second day of the spiritual retreat, and they are here to find peace.

Jaco, altyd die bestuurder, sukkel om sy foon neer te sit en die oomblik te leef.

Jaco, always the manager, struggles to put down his phone and live in the moment.

Sy werk is 'n konstante gedruis in sy kop, wat die stilte om hom oorheers.

His work is a constant noise in his head, overpowering the silence around him.

Daardie aand, onder die sterbesaaide hemel, drink hulle rooibostee rondom 'n klein vuur.

That evening, under the starry sky, they drink rooibos tea around a small fire.

Frans vertel storie van sy laaste verhouding, die pyn daarvan nog vars.

Frans tells a story of his last relationship, the pain of it still fresh.

Jaco voel 'n knou van skuld, dinge wat hy te sê gehad het, maar nie gesê het nie.

Jaco feels a pang of guilt, things he had to say, but didn't.

"Ek moes daar gewees het vir jou," sê hy uiteindelik.

"I should have been there for you," he finally says.

Terwyl die maan sy reis oor die hemel maak, gebeur die oomblik van deurbraak tydens 'n begeleide meditasie die volgende oggend.

As the moon travels across the sky, the breakthrough moment happens during guided meditation the next morning.

Jaco sit op 'n matjie, sy oë toe.

Jaco sits on a mat, his eyes closed.

Die stem van die gids is rustig.

The guide's voice is calm.

"Laat los, wees in die oomblik," hoor hy.

"Let go, be in the moment," he hears.

Skielik sien hy die waarheid helder.

Suddenly, he sees the truth clearly.

Werk is nie alles nie.

Work is not everything.

Liefde en vriendskap is sy grootste skatte.

Love and friendship are his greatest treasures.

Hy maak sy oë oop en kyk na Annelise, warm liefde groei in sy bors.

He opens his eyes and looks at Annelise, warm love growing in his chest.

Hy ken sy besluit.

He knows his decision.

Hy staan op, stap na haar toe en hou haar hand styf vas.

He stands up, walks over to her, and holds her hand tightly.

"Ek is jammer," sê hy.

"I'm sorry," he says.

"Van nou af is jy en ons verhouding my prioriteit.

"From now on, you and our relationship are my priority."

"Frans glimlag, weet dat sy vriend 'n verandering gemaak het.

Frans smiles, knowing his friend has made a change.

Jaco en Frans ruk hande en omhels.

Jaco and Frans shake hands and embrace.

"Ek’s hier vir jou," sê Jaco.

"I'm here for you," says Jaco.

Die berge van Cederberg ontsluit 'n nuwe begin, 'n plek van genesing en groei.

The mountains of Cederberg unlock a new beginning, a place of healing and growth.

Soos hulle die laaste dag van die toevlug aanpak, voel Jaco ligter, nuut.

As they approach the last day of the retreat, Jaco feels lighter, renewed.

Hy het innerlike vrede en 'n sterker band met Annelise gevind.

He has found inner peace and a stronger bond with Annelise.

Op pad huis toe in die motor, hou hy Annelise se hand en Frans vertel nog stories.

On the way home in the car, he holds Annelise's hand and Frans tells more stories.

In die stilte wat voorlê, klink net die geruis van die wiele oor die pad—'n herhinnering dat dinge reg is in hierdie oomblik.

In the silence that follows, only the hum of the wheels on the road can be heard—a reminder that things are right in this moment.