Linna südames, kõrge pilvelõhkuja sees, oli pühade meeleolu täiesti vallutanud kaubamaja.

In the heart of the city, inside a tall skyscraper, the holiday spirit had completely taken over the kaubamaja (department store).

Tuled särasid, jõulumuusika täitis õhku ja kõikjal kätlesid sõbralikud naeratused.

Lights shone brilliantly, Christmas music filled the air, and friendly smiles were exchanged everywhere.

Mati, vaikne ja tagasihoidlik neljakümnendates mees, eksis inimeste vahel.

Mati, a quiet and modest man in his forties, was lost among the crowd.

Ta otsis erilist kingitust oma armsale õetütrele, kuid värvilised mänguasjad ja muud asjad ajasid ta segadusse.

He was searching for a special gift for his beloved niece, but the colorful toys and other things confused him.

Mati tundis end natuke abituna.

Mati felt a little helpless.

Korraga peatub ta mänguasjade osakonnas.

Suddenly, he stopped in the toys section.

Inspiratsiooni hakkab nappima ja rahvamass ajas tal pead ringi käima.

Inspiration was beginning to run dry, and the crowd was making his head spin.

"Mis võiks olla piisavalt eriline?"

"What could be special enough?"

mõtles Mati omaette.

Mati wondered to himself.

Ta polnud kindel, mida tema väike õetütar sooviks.

He wasn't sure what his little niece would want.

Siis astus ligi Liisa, entusiastlik poeassistent, kellele meeldis jõuluaeg väga.

Then, Liisa, an enthusiastic store assistant who loved Christmas time, approached him.

"Tere!

"Hello!

Kas saan aidata?"

Can I help you?"

küsis ta sõbralikult.

she asked kindly.

Ehkki Mati oli tagasihoidlik, vaatas ta Liisale otsa ja vastas: "Jah, palun.

Although Mati was shy, he looked at Liisa and replied, "Yes, please.

Mul on raske otsustada, mida oma õetütrele osta."

I'm having a hard time deciding what to buy for my niece."

Liisa naeratas ja soovitas: "Võib-olla midagi isikupärast?

Liisa smiled and suggested, "Maybe something personalized?

Näiteks väike ehtelaegas koos tema nimega.

Like a small jewelry box with her name on it.

See on armas ja jääb mälestuseks."

It's sweet and will be a keepsake."

Mati mõtles sellele ideele ja noogutas heakskiitvalt.

Mati thought about this idea and nodded in agreement.

Just siis, kui ta oli oma otsusega leppinud, kuulis ta tuttavat häält.

Just as he was content with his decision, he heard a familiar voice.

"Karl?"

"Is that Karl?"

Mati pöördus ja nägi oma vana lapsepõlvesõpra, keda polnud aastaid näinud.

Mati turned and saw his old childhood friend, whom he hadn't seen in years.

"Mati!

"Mati!

Pole tõsi!

No way!

Mis juhus!"

What a coincidence!"

Karl oli rõõmus kohtumisest ja Mati tundis, kuidas tema süda soojenes.

Karl was delighted by the meeting, and Mati felt his heart warm.

Nad jutustasid, meenutasid vanu aegu ja mõlemad mõistsid, kui palju nad olid igatsenud taaskohtumist.

They chatted, reminisced about the old times, and both realized how much they had missed reconnecting.

Pärast toredat vestlust oli Mati tundvalt kindlam.

After a delightful conversation, Mati felt noticeably more confident.

Ta tänas Liisat abistamise eest ja ostis ehinetega kaunistatud väikese laeka, olles kindel, et tema õetütrele meeldib see.

He thanked Liisa for her help and purchased the small jewelry box adorned with decorations, certain that his niece would love it.

Poest väljudes tundis Mati end justkui oleks ta leidnud rohkem kui kingituse.

As he left the store, Mati felt as if he had found more than just a gift.

Ta oli õppinud, et abi küsimine pole nõrkus ja vanade sõprade leidmine on suurim kingitus südamele.

He had learned that asking for help is not a weakness, and finding old friends is the greatest gift to the heart.

Jalutades läbi kaubamaja, tundis Mati rõõmu ja rahulolu.

Walking through the kaubamaja, Mati felt joy and contentment.

Ta teadis, et see jõuluaeg jääb meelde mitte ainult tema õetütrele, vaid ka talle endale.

He knew that this Christmas time would be memorable not only for his niece but also for himself.