I ordered 2 rooms. 1 room is okay, no problem, I entered between my mother and father. Then on my way to room 1 again as soon as I entered there was an odd feeling in my heart, because inside there was 1 door that I didn't know where, there was a Qibla direction, and there was Chinese letter paper which I also didn't know what it meant. At 12 o'clock at night my son and his brother accompanied his father to smoke outside, because my son was already sleepy, he went upstairs, but they just pressed all the elevator floors for fun. 1 2 3 4 5. And the brother is angry, then all the floors that are pressed, are pressed again with the brother so that they fail to go up and only on the 2nd floor is pressed (btw I got a room on the 2nd floor) but the lift still doesn't go up stopped, the children started to panic but the brother tried to calm him down. Stop on the 5th floor, the children said the room was very dark, only the floor was visible. Then they hurriedly closed the elevator doors. Soon the door closed. They went down to the 2nd floor in my room and went straight into the room. I've been sleeping in the room. The kids are still watching while waiting for the board to go up. Not long after the children heard the bell ringing continuously. Until his brother said to his brother "please open it, papa, I'm still afraid about that earlier". At first, the brother was a little hesitant to open it because the way he pressed the bell was weird all the time like he wasn't the father, but they thought it was the father, so they just opened it. And after it was opened, there was no one there until they saw it left and right. They were both silent, afraid to tell the story that night but didn't dare because I was already asleep. It wasn't long before the father came and they dared to open the door, but Alhamdulillah, it was indeed his father who pressed the bell, the way to press it was different, he just pressed once, but he did it many times, they were ready to go to sleep after his father was there. The next day when I wanted to have breakfast I went down to take the elevator but they didn't want to even force them to go up the emergency stairs, I thought because they were the kids who wanted to play so I kept taking the elevator. When in the breakfast hall they told me what happened that night, I asked the mas-mas for fun about the door in my room and the Qibla and Chinese writing. But the mas immediately became awkward and diverted my question. But overall the room is very, very comfortable. And maybe my children are too lazy to play too much. It's just strange that my room has the Qibla direction and Chinese writing paper, while in my mother's room there is none.