Silný vietor fúkal cez údolie vo Vysokých Tatrách, kde sa Marek vrátil domov na Veľkú noc.

A strong wind blew through the valley in the Vysoké Tatry mountains, where Marek returned home for Easter.

Jarný sneh sa už pomaly topil a priezračné potoky sa krištáľovo blyšťali na slnku.

The spring snow was slowly melting, and the clear streams sparkled like crystal in the sunlight.

Vzduch vonial sviežimi kvetmi, ktoré sa prebúdzali k životu.

The air smelled of fresh flowers, awakening to life.

Marek stál pred dreveným domom, kde vyrastal, a premýšľal o tom, ako obnoví stratený vzťah s rodinou.

Marek stood in front of the wooden house where he grew up, contemplating how he would restore his lost relationship with his family.

Vo vnútri čakala Iveta, Marekova mama, s otvorenou náručou.

Inside, Iveta, Marek's mother, waited with open arms.

„Marek, vitaj!“ zvolala radostne.

“Marek, welcome!” she exclaimed joyfully.

Marek nesmelým úsmevom odpovedal a vstúpil do útulného tepla domu.

Marek responded with a shy smile and entered the cozy warmth of the house.

Iveta už pripravovala veľkonočné dobroty - krásne maľované vajíčka a voňavú šunku.

Iveta was already preparing Easter treats—beautifully painted eggs and fragrant ham.

Ale Marekovu pozornosť priťahoval niekto iný.

But Marek's attention was drawn to someone else.

Zuzana sedela pri stole, zamyslená nad hromadou farebných pasteliek a neoverených vajíčok.

Zuzana sat at the table, lost in thought over a pile of colored pencils and unfinished eggs.

Marek si povzdychol a pristúpil k nej.

Marek sighed and approached her.

„Ahoj, Zuzka,“ povedal ticho.

“Hi, Zuzka,” he said quietly.

„Ahoj,“ odpovedala Zuzana bez toho, aby zodvihla zrak.

“Hi,” replied Zuzana without looking up.

Trápne ticho prerušila Iveta.

The awkward silence was broken by Iveta.

„Marek, možno by si mohol pomôcť Zuzke s vajíčkami,“ navrhla láskavo.

“Marek, maybe you could help Zuzka with the eggs,” she kindly suggested.

Marek si sadol vedľa sestry a rozhodol sa pridať k maľovaniu.

Marek sat down next to his sister and decided to join in the painting.

Zodvihol pastelku a začal zdobiť jedno z vajíčok.

He picked up a pencil and began decorating one of the eggs.

„Pamätáš, ako sme to robili spolu ako deti?“ spýtal sa opatrne.

“Do you remember how we used to do this together as kids?” he asked cautiously.

Zuzana nakrčila čelo.

Zuzana frowned.

„Áno. Myslela som, že na tie časy si zabudol,“ odpovedala ostro a odložila svoje vajíčko.

“Yes. I thought you'd forgotten about those times,” she replied sharply and put down her egg.

„Bola si preč príliš dlho,“ pokračovala so skrytým žiaľom.

“You've been gone for too long,” she continued, hiding her sorrow.

„Mal som svoje dôvody,“ bránil sa Marek, pocítený vinu.

“I had my reasons,” Marek defended himself, feeling guilty.

Zuzanina reakcia ho zarmútila.

Zuzana's reaction saddened him.

Neskôr, počas maľovania vajíčok, došlo k vyostreniu.

Later, during the egg painting, tensions rose.

Zuzana zrazu odložila pastelku a s ostrosťou povedala: „Marek, keď si odišiel, mala som pocit, že ti na nás nezáleží.

Zuzana suddenly put down her pencil and sharply said, “Marek, when you left, I felt like you didn’t care about us.”

Marek ticho prikývol.

Marek nodded silently.

„Nikdy som nechcel opustiť rodinu.

“I never wanted to leave the family.

Bolo to ťažké rozhodnutie,“ vysvetľoval trpezlivo.

It was a difficult decision,” he explained patiently.

„Chcem sa napraviť. Chcem byť znovu súčasťou našej rodiny.“

“I want to make things right. I want to be a part of our family again.”

Po dlhom tichu Zuzana odpovedala, hľadala slová.

After a long silence, Zuzana replied, searching for words.

„To som potrebovala počuť.

“That’s what I needed to hear.

Chýbal si mi, brat,“ priznala a úsmev sa objavil na jej tvári.

I missed you, brother,” she admitted, and a smile appeared on her face.

Vonku sa roztrhli mraky a na krajinu zasvietilo teplé jarné slnko.

Outside, the clouds parted, and the warm spring sun shone on the landscape.

Marek a Zuzana vyšli na dvor, aby spolu pozorovali hory, ktorých vrcholky sa týčili k nebu.

Marek and Zuzana went out to the yard to watch the mountains, whose peaks reached toward the sky.

Pri stlačení ruky si obaja uvedomili, že ich vzťah je opäť naplnený pochopením a láskou.

As they squeezed each other's hand, they both realized that their relationship was once again filled with understanding and love.

A aj keď cesty života niekedy rozdielne vedú ďalej, teraz vedeli, že rodina je vždy späť.

And even though life's paths sometimes lead in different directions, they now knew that family is always there.

Veľká noc vo Vysokých Tatrách priniesla do Marekovho domova nielen jar, ale aj nový začiatok vzťahu so Zuzanou.

Easter in the Vysoké Tatry mountains brought not only spring to Marek's home but also a new beginning in the relationship with Zuzana.