Oranžové listy padali na chodník pred sirotincom v Bratislave.

Orange leaves were falling onto the sidewalk in front of the orphanage in Bratislava.

Vzduch bol chladný, ale plný energie jesene.

The air was cold, but full of the energy of autumn.

V tomto sirotinci pracoval Marek.

Marek worked at this orphanage.

Mladý muž s hrejivou dušou.

A young man with a warm soul.

Privítali ho šťastné deti, ich smiech oživoval miestnosti.

Happy children greeted him, their laughter bringing the rooms to life.

Marek pracoval ako dobrovoľník.

Marek worked as a volunteer.

Pomáhal deťom, čítal im knihy a organizoval hry.

He helped the children, read them books, and organized games.

Ale hlboký smútok ho vždy sprevádzal.

But a deep sadness always accompanied him.

Jeho brat Ladislav zmizol pred mnohými rokmi.

His brother, Ladislav, had disappeared many years ago.

Nechápanie a zlosť sa neustále ozývali v Mariovej mysli.

Confusion and anger constantly echoed in Marek's mind.

Jedného dňa, keď si Marek pripravoval čaj v kuchynke sirotinca, zazvonil zvonček.

One day, when Marek was making tea in the orphanage's kitchen, the doorbell rang.

Marek otvoril dvere a ostal v šoku.

Marek opened the door and stood in shock.

Pred ním stál Ladislav, už starší a unavený, ale jeho oči poznal.

Ladislav was standing before him, older and tired, but his eyes were familiar.

Boli to Marekove vlastné oči.

They were Marek's own eyes.

Napätie by sa dalo krájať.

The tension was palpable.

Marek cítil, ako mu srdce bije až v hrdle.

Marek felt his heart beating in his throat.

"Prečo si tu?

"Why are you here?"

" spýtal sa chladne.

he asked coldly.

Ladislav sa chvíľu odmlčal.

Ladislav paused for a moment.

"Chcem sa porozprávať.

"I want to talk.

Musím ti niečo povedať.

I need to tell you something."

"V kútiku sirotinca si sadli obaja bratia.

In a corner of the orphanage, the two brothers sat down.

Marek počúval, ako Ladislav hovoril o dôvodoch svojho odchodu.

Marek listened as Ladislav spoke about the reasons for his departure.

Bola to ťažká cesta.

It had been a difficult journey.

Ladislav mal vždy pocit, že Marekovi nemôže ponúknuť lepší život.

Ladislav always felt that he couldn't offer Marek a better life.

Nechcel, aby Marek vedel o jeho zlyhaniach.

He didn't want Marek to know about his failures.

Marek cítil, ako jeho hnev pomaly ustupuje.

Marek felt his anger slowly subside.

Pravda bola bolestivá, ale dala mu nový uhol pohľadu.

The truth was painful, but it offered him a new perspective.

"Chápem, prečo si odišiel, no chcel som ťa nájsť.

"I understand why you left, but I wanted to find you.

Nebolo to ľahké bez teba," priznal sa Marek ticho.

It wasn't easy without you," Marek admitted quietly.

Ladislav kývol.

Ladislav nodded.

"Som tu.

"I’m here.

Ak mi dovolíš, chcem byť súčasťou tvojho života," povedal úprimne.

If you allow me, I want to be part of your life," he said sincerely.

Marek vedel, že pred nimi je dlhá cesta.

Marek knew there was a long road ahead of them.

No bol pripravený skúsiť to.

But he was ready to try.

"Začnime pomaly.

"Let's start slowly.

Pomôž mi dnes s deťmi," navrhol.

Help me with the children today," he suggested.

Ladislav súhlasil.

Ladislav agreed.

Spoločne strávili deň s deťmi, ktoré ich obaja naučili pokojne sa smiať a zabúdať na chvíľu na starosti.

Together they spent the day with the children, who taught them both to laugh peacefully and momentarily forget their worries.

Koniec dňa priniesol pocit pokoja a nádeje.

The end of the day brought a feeling of peace and hope.

Bratia vedeli, že sa ešte stále musia spoznávať, ale prvý krok už bol urobený.

The brothers knew they still had much to learn about each other, but the first step had been taken.

A tak, s večerným slnkom rozlievajúcim sa po bratislavských uličkách, Marek a Ladislav kráčali ulicou sirotinca.

And so, with the evening sun spreading over the streets of Bratislava, Marek and Ladislav walked down the street from the orphanage.

Ich kroky sa pomaly zosúvajú, ako dve duše opäť nachádzajúce spoločnú cestu.

Their steps slowly aligned, like two souls finding a shared path once more.

Forgiveness je prvý krok.

Forgiveness is the first step.

V tej chladnej jesennej noci, Marek našiel silu odpustiť a otvoril srdce pre novú kapitolu so svojím bratom Ladislavom.

On that cold autumn night, Marek found the strength to forgive and opened his heart to a new chapter with his brother Ladislav.