Viljandi järv oli rahulik.

Viljandi lake was calm.

Sügise lehed katsid ümbrust erksate värvidega.

Autumn leaves covered the surroundings with bright colors.

Maarja ja Raivo astusid mööda kitsast rada järve äärde.

Maarja and Raivo walked along the narrow path to the lake.

Kabin oli nende lapsepõlve mälestuste koht.

The cabin was a place of childhood memories for them.

Maarja seisis kabini ees.

Maarja stood in front of the cabin.

Ta vaatas järve peegeldust.

She looked at the lake's reflection.

Ta süda oli raske.

Her heart was heavy.

"See on viimane kord siin," mõtles ta.

"This is the last time here," she thought.

Ta polnud kindel, kas suudab hüvasti jätta.

She wasn't sure if she could say goodbye.

Raivo tuli tema kõrvale.

Raivo came to her side.

"Maarja, kas sa oled kindel?

"Maarja, are you sure?

Meil on siin nii palju mälestusi."

We have so many memories here."

Maarja ohkas.

Maarja sighed.

"Ma tean.

"I know.

Aga on aeg edasi liikuda."

But it's time to move on."

Ta avas kabini ukse.

She opened the cabin door.

Toas oli jahe.

Inside, it was cool.

Mööbel oli tolmu all.

The furniture was covered in dust.

Raivo hakkas riiulitelt asju võtma.

Raivo started taking things from the shelves.

"Võib-olla peaksime mõtlema veel?"

"Maybe we should think about it some more?"

küsis ta.

he asked.

Maarja naeratas kergelt.

Maarja smiled slightly.

"Ma arvan, et ma tean juba, mis on õige."

"I think I already know what's right."

Kabiinis leidis Maarja vana kasti.

In the cabin, Maarja found an old box.

Ta avas selle aeglaselt.

She opened it slowly.

Selles olid kirjad nende lapsepõlvest.

It held letters from their childhood.

Iga kiri meenutas neile erilisi hetki.

Each letter reminded them of special moments.

Naeru ja pisaraid.

Laughter and tears.

Raivo luges üht kirja.

Raivo read one of the letters.

"Maarjakene, mäletad seda suve, kui me järvel sõitsime?"

"Maarjakene, do you remember that summer when we sailed on the lake?"

küsis ta naeratades.

he asked, smiling.

Maarja naeratas kurvalt.

Maarja smiled sadly.

"Jah, mäletan.

"Yes, I remember.

Olime nii muretud."

We were so carefree."

Kirjad meenutasid neile rõõmsaid aegu, enne kui kõik muutus.

The letters reminded them of joyful times, before everything changed.

Maarja pani kirjad kõrvale ja pöördus venna poole.

Maarja put the letters aside and turned to her brother.

"Äkki me ei peaks kiirustama."

"Maybe we shouldn't rush."

Raivo naeratas.

Raivo smiled.

"Mida sa mõtled?"

"What do you mean?"

"Võib-olla peaksime kabini veel natuke alles jätma.

"Maybe we should keep the cabin a little longer.

Saama aega."

Take some time."

Nad vaatasid teineteisele silma.

They looked into each other's eyes.

Maarja tundis kergendust.

Maarja felt relieved.

Ta teadis, et saabus õige otsus.

She knew the right decision had arrived.

Päev Viljandi järve kaldal lõppes.

The day on the shores of Viljandi lake ended.

Sügisõhtu tuul mängis puude vahel.

The autumn evening wind played between the trees.

Maarja ja Raivo lahkusid käsikäes, teades, et nende sidemed olid tugevamad kui kunagi varem.

Maarja and Raivo left hand in hand, knowing their bonds were stronger than ever before.